a piece of time
you’ve been given
a piece of time
to believe in
got to find
peace of mind

got to find
Morpheus Secrets
can it be:

beauty’s bleeding
days receding
empty feeding
brute force leading
side by side
one by one
side by side
each and only
one by one
crowd of lonelies
drift awake
sleep awaits
light years from here
the cry of mutes leaves us speechless