Anti-Countdown


I don’t know
Where I’m going on this Earth
But I’m going
Somewhere
Beautiful
I have already arrived
The beauty surrounds
Here, I am loved
Embrace the confusion and the past’s mess
Let those knots untangle
Don’t go ask Alice
Go talk to the Love of God,
But first, speak through the heart
Trying to get out of wonderland,
Back to reality,
Young little Alice,
Is just as lost and broken,
As I Am
Crawling out of the tunnel
Still alive to tell of the road maps
We must tell stories
Don’t wait for the countdown of crumbling time
To open your book
We are magical characters
Looking for the beauty
In already beautiful destinations

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