Wake up, wake up !
It’s time for a séance.
We need to summon-up
the past and make it real.
And the only way of
doing this is by being
a breath away from.
From everything a-crumbling.
Wake up, wake up !
Slither out of that imperfect
skin and return to perfection.
With all body parts intact.
The scars of life,
how they trail away.
No time like the present.
No need for a map.
You know this place.
Every wardrobe and street-corner.
The route to work.
The place you call home.
Wake up, wake up !
It’s time to be that person again.
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