Between The Lines

I walk the spaces
between the lines
where meaning
and understanding
Blur and smudge
the ink on the page

I dance the spaces
between the words
where one word ends
before the next takes wing
Where only the dream
of forever is seen

I hide in the spaces
with the winged beasts
and purple and green striped lamas
who live just beyond
the sight of reality
hidden in plain sight

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