Are you flying to me?

How convenient it is, to sign off from life. To delete the access to the public realm and hide in the darkness you know well.

Let's live in Oz, if you wish to continue with the drama and cinematic effects of nothingness. I'll wear Dorothy's ruby red slippers and tap my feet. I'll chant, "There's no place like home," and I'll think of home. You can be the lion.

We'll finish where it started, where pictures are black and white. The tornado will seem like a dream away, as we awake in the bed we slept in last night.



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