Cornfield days

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The only time
Time stopped in its tracks
When you gave me meaning
My subconscious back
I’ll always want to revisit forever
The loop of consciousness
Ever present pleasure.

I dont want to live anymore
It’s better beyond the shore
Up above the patterned maze
Ordered cornfield days
But down here among the stalks
Weaving in and out
I’m lost
Unending row of flaws
Navigating life’s unnatural pause.

You’re the winner
We’re all wandering sinners
Eternal beginners
But you see the sphere
Extension of here
Can hold infinity near
Don’t leave me behind
When you wake up
And truth death finds.

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