in platonia there is no need to reminisce
here the memories coalesce and all there is, is this
where taking back words and deeds from the dead
cannot be contrition, rather misdirected instead
in platonia there is no need to exist
though imagining dreams is hard to resist
but these motes of dust are facades in sleep
where sunshine in ether was never to keep
in platonia there is no need to explain
because there was once, there is ever refrain
and as the end comes the journey will start
all meaning united, a singular heart
©2009 Hey Hey
Thanks to Tim Story for inspiration
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