I believe in God, I believe in me
Ocean is sky; Sky is sea
The New Age is age-old
Followed are led
Lead to Goaled
Pedaling backwards
Getting less light
The lines blur
Space and time blend

Did this before
Doing it again
My story's being written
For the future's moral make up
I don't put this past any page
Divided by a fine line
mirroring one another

The tippy top of Milky
The bottom floor that's silky
Hold the darkest dark
Pathways to the next
We'll never test
Unless we recognize the
Line of the Same

I think I got it 👌

But I re-up'd because I
Liked it.

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