Blue Bottles Adrift

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At a distance it's safe -- I have control over the waves
This peddle paving my way

Blue bottles glowing, adrift
Lighting the way; encircling me --
Demarcated grounds --
A barrier

Tepid mist to float into
Carrying me off;
Whisking me away
For a moment's pleasure
That's alive --
Breathing inside my head
Electricity inside my veins
Nothing can harm me this way

--- Ink and Wander

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