The hue unusual
The language strange
Origin conceptual
Dimensional strain
No sunlight
And everything’s green
Photosynthesis
Still processing
…….Baptized…...
…….Canonized….
When I reach into it how my hand does softly glow
I can feel the possibilities of depths we do not know
The urge to dive can’t be described words would make it sound trite and contrived
UnBaptized
UnCanonized
(repeat)
They took all the good from me
Tossed it out haphazardly
I have No name No family
No country No History
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