With every delay
You only keep reminding me why I stopped talking to you.
We're always so concerned with what's happening down on earth, and all we see is that which is right in front of us. But if we could grasp the sky, pull on the clouds, and climb above the sun and stars, we could glimpse so much more. We could understand so much more than we do now. If we could only distinguish the infinities ahead of us...
So why don't you follow me, and I'll follow you, and we'll wonder our way above the world that we see, and venture into what is unseen. Lets fuse ideas and climb into each others thoughts, just for the sake of observing what we could never hope to understand. And though we'll never fully grasp the sky that suspends itself impossibly above us, if we reach towards it, perhaps our outstreached fingers may brush against the clouds....
So why don't you follow me, and I'll follow you, and we'll wonder our way above the world that we see, and venture into what is unseen. Lets fuse ideas and climb into each others thoughts, just for the sake of observing what we could never hope to understand. And though we'll never fully grasp the sky that suspends itself impossibly above us, if we reach towards it, perhaps our outstreached fingers may brush against the clouds....
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