Vast

strolling under the night sky

along the stars murmuring to each other

occasionally a chuckle fall off the stratosphere

depositing on my spine like chill air

in the infinite airspace

gladly losing consciousness

if not the chattering cicadas

prompting here and now

I would vaporise into the way over yonder

 

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Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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