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kinda felt like writing please do not ask what was my inspiration because I really do not know, this was quite random...that might be the title....well anyway here it is

First time
thoughts flood like her waters
Katrina that is
understanding her, is my purpose
Life yea you know her
Beautiful, divine, subliminal teaching of physicalities
Which begs the question
How can I feel what I cannot see
Well, I know that I know, I know what I feel is you.
Moments feel like pure nothingness basking in your glory
Because time has no value that is
Which questions the fact of whether I am here or not.
Do you exist ? Are you real?
Hell if this is a dream
ultra-violet colors could never exemplify how I feel
robust pinks, neon purples, yellows brighter than the sun
And yet I am a blue moon
rare ; full
Yes blue because I know , I know
I cannot share this experience with the world
Put it in a bottle, slang it like crack
shoot it up myself and grow wings....
How I wish I could give life