Ticket in my Memory Box
Below the Blue
Behind the Screen
The silence Bubble
The shared inbetween
By night they dreamt
Darkness gave freedom to explore
They tasted the weird, wonderful and bizarre
They knew this would now be the only and all
By day the blue became the watery waves
that wash in and out of human past caves
The ticket stained with human rain of black ink and salty refrain
Admit two Adults with all they became
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