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from the mean.

Colossus world, beginning mine
then the sun landed,
a blinding sight for my eyes.

The world grew smaller.

Time passed, and neighbors laughed
a vision verity, saw past
evening shade,
envied blade,
night graves . . .
gave way
to sandy strands
sunset bands
and holding hands.

The world grew smaller.

Toes tickling still water,
talking midnight dreams
on water's edge.
Wishing to stay, "forever", she said.

The world grew smaller.

Long strings attached
to puppeteers aback
I cut the strings
to make the sun free
with never a regard
as to what it would do to me.

The world grew smaller.

Now the sun is away
but shines so brightly
it cannot sway
from my vision
from our fission;
from my thoughts,
from this may.

The world grew smaller.

I stand tall upon a surface
that I thought was the world
that dwindled from monumental
and became unfurled
to show tiny "I"s, "me"s, and "my"s
but the truth sometimes lies.

Because the world did not grow smaller,
it was I that grew larger,
my sight farther
and my heart warmer.

But I did not grow out, or apart,
I grew *with* the sun's heart.

Never to forget every moment,
made, had, and to be;
Our world is our everything,
and my world is everything to me.

If panic attacks, if you're lost at sea,
if you're ever alone, if you don't feel free,
let the sun remember me.

And this, the truth I know;
like a blanket with two strands,
purled
You, the sun, will never set, because
to you, the sun, I say,

You're my world.

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-Troy-

knows when to follow.

the more I get done.

the heart feels it created the mind

so long as I know how long forever is.

We are the legacy of minutia; fantasies of an imagined thought realized by love being brought to fruition. In the moments between our soliloquies, delusions, and woolgathering gazes to a clear blue sky, let us preface our mimed intellect with gratitude and love the one that gave us our life's beginning; for it was their love anyway.
On a day for our Mothers.

you walk on the sky.

even though you know they are more than mere shadows.

that I could borrow?