Time is irrelevant in a groundhog zone
In a time shift paradox we meet our clones,
Traveling away or traveling home
We can feel crowded or we can feel alone,
In a trans-dimensional cosmic shift
We cross over the arch of time rift,
Like spiritual astronauts we fly through space
Leaving behind an iridescent trace,
Discovering ourselves in the chakra base
That is rooted in a meditational state.
fauxcroft 
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