Amygdala Hearts

A need for something

Freer and a million lights deeper

Bodies as soul and blood pricked, we asked for tradition

Drunk on the idea of balance

We left our shoes off running

Desperate for feathers,

We already knew flight

Amygdala hearts

And bright blown minds

In our final moment with fissures connected

I believed we could forgive our haste

And quite possibly expand on our own existence

Did you feel horizon too?

After what you said, it is hard to believe you.

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