between the Worlds
You chase me in my sleep,
Or, Is that when I am Truly Awake?
Make no mistake ; Now, I choose to be aware
in either place
and you are in my face
in both places
Leaving your traces
that I may, the expert tracker I be,
Pick up your scent.
Hot on your trail
We both deep in ascent
with no relent
the Shedding skin white serpent revealed
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