Hit the road. Be gone – far gone.
So far gone you feel numb to what was your truth and your past.
So far gone that all possible futures outside of right now are no longer set in stone.
-That’s a lie actually. Nothing was ever set in stone, that’s the illusion the big shitty city cast over you.
Gone is where you come closest to immortality, or the feeling of it.
Gone is a place, not state of mind. A group of us reached that place together this summer.
On the plane of it I captured the smallest of moments to take back to the real world.
They remind me that Gone and Reality exist in the same universe.
Let me be gone again.
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