I am but a captive of intellect
But there is somewhere I must go
I can look at it perhaps only when I am beyond it
Over the yonder
Right where the world ends
The place that beckons
That only image that comes into my mind
And it stays like a hallucination
But its going nowhere
Its me
It will comeback when I call it again
It means nothing
The colors can change
It’s not a dream
I want to go there early in the morning
Everyday- before I begin my day
I want to be alone
Because when I go there
I know what to do
I must feel my self
Breathe sweet air
And walk
Walk over the yonder
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