upside down
Nothing is in its right place,
In a world turned upside down.
A head dipped in ethereal clouds,
And toes scraping coal black dirt.
Everything seems just fine though,
As people come and go
From a stage one can call life,
Taking the wings with one last breath.
We exist within the limits,
But imagination takes us beyond,
Past the borders and past our world,
To a place where nothing is right.
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