Starry sky shining brightly

Time is shifting slightly

Depression moving mighty

Avoid the deceitful intervention

And go to another odd dimension

“odd” yes, 'odd' is what they did mention

Feel grass with your toes

Ignoring though headed foes

We gaze and we froze

Bitter is sweet

Glass stinging in feet

On mars we meet

Smell of bread and biscuits baking

Are for the lonely awaking

The morning is in the making

All is not told

We still ask bold

Even when we are old

What is there to tell

About this illusionary spell

Into nothing we tumble

Into nothing we fell

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