Unbridled I gallop
the hoof of my pen
to mingle my dreams
into seven clouds
The ink of which
never dries, sparking
Loftier; the thunder of my will
Where the planets awe, and
Galaxies whirl
I crave uncharted land
Where no time veil my thoughts
My proximity have defying means
Where nothing reigns -
Time or space;
I have my timeless wings
to charter hills of my heaven
Sans topography of space;
That binds me here
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