High above in a place far away
In another world
Another time
I fly
High and higher
Till I find a resting place.
A sanctuary of my own
Where none can come
but by me alone
Life has a way to make us all feel we want to run away.
We can ,I find my place in the astral plane.
I have several if truth be known.
Yes it is real indeed
For those who are Witches will understand the way.
The Day ends
I stand on this precipe
For tomorrow will come
ready or not it will
I must make some choices
Hard indeed
I confess I fear
So here I face
On the precipe of the choices .
I look within
For the answers I seek
are not wihtout
Alone with myself
In stillness I know
In quietness I hear
Alone I find the answer
deep inside/
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