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Enter the Sublime

Are things sublime
When they happen to rhyme?
 The truth about the sublime,
 It happens all the time

 When someone lies
Or withholds the truth
A message might click
Wherein you ask for proof

 If someone stares
And you stare back
You hold your emotions
To not feel an attack

 When you get scared
And hold onto your life
You fear even more
Being seen by your wife

 What is the sublime?
Is it emotional essence?
Is it a companion or tool
Or how you interact with stresses?

 One might make
An observation of me
But dual observation
Is equally free

 What can connecting
Actually do?
Bridge two plains
- Whoop ti do

 When two people meet,
Its a dual reaction.
Ideas, senses
And instincts fasten

 Bridged in conversation,
Worlds adapt,
At a cross road in the mind
They cross examine maps

 Communication links
Allowing Memory to sustain
What happens after this
Is a mystery of the brain

 What I want
Or do not know
May be provided
After a brief hello

 And what I fear
Or at worse confide
May linger on my conscience
After we say goodbye

 Is time the stress?
Under every contortion
Of emotional alacrity
Which causes feelings of distortion

 What keeps one constant
Is not sublime
Until observation
Reveals persistence over time

 But by constant I mean
That impending fruition
Of the self and values
That play with intuition

 It's recorded on track
That is a dual band array
What is a memory
Without another per say?

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Part 2

 The sublime is my mind
That is inside your mind
Together we are apart
From the end we will start
Drift into notions
Become one with the oceans

 Grasping the sides
Where the spirit thrives
Putting the mind into throttle
I'm not one to bottle
Or carry my emotions
Under weightless notions
A mask called the sublime
Cannot encapsulate a mind

 If you Can't remember
What makes him sublime,
That's the sublime
It tricks you with time

 It skips the memory
Idles in time
Provides you with meaning
The substance of feeling
And makes you believe
In what you don't see

 Together in the unknown
Is where you will go..
Dreaming

 The sublime is my mind
That is inside your mind
Together we are apart
From the end we will start
Drift into notions
Become one with the oceans

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Part 3

 Ever wonder how he's always on time
Time is a tap
A habit you can't kick
And he speaks his mind
Was born with it
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