Astral

I’m haunted by the ghost of all things past
Alas there’s more road behind me than
before me and while all of you ignore
me; I know where the path leads
and what’s behind that door of
unknowing at least to some
extent and frankly I miss
it the astral that is
how glorious
it was to
fly like
mist
at
dawn

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