I want to be somewhere between two points of nowhere. I want to be unable to see, to hear, to feel, to touch, to taste. I want to have no sense of up or down. I may be floating, I may be standing, I may be impaled on a pike; but it will not matter because I will be somewhere between two points of nowhere.

Between two points of nowhere, time does not exist. I want to grow old in a minute.

I want a second to take a lifetime and a half.



It is here between these two points of nowhere that I would find peace. There would be no drama, no stress, no hate.

I want to be somewhere between two points of nowhere because I can not be

forever between your arms.



Alternately, replace arms with breasts.

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