(Claude S.)

My senese have awakened once

again. Collectively they seek out to

defend all the things that I have

been before, to filter all the past

wounds through my door.

What can I do? What can I say?

Perhaps you think I've gone and

lost my way? I used to think, not

long ago, 'All dreams must end'

How could I be so wrong...?

I was draped in closure; you gave me a

whisper. Took me in from shadows to

absolve the tragic. I was out of focus;

you have opened my eyes.

I was just illusion; you have sculpted

new ways...

Inside I saw the real...With your

senses...To lose my senses was a sin.

Where I had none, you had six...