The place in between,
The twilight hour, the exact moment of dawn,
The place where land meets water,
Mist meets air,
Reflection meets substance,
Mirror meets light;
The very space, point, time and place
Where thought becomes action
And deed becomes something to hold in the hand,
You can find me there.
Can you get me the GPS coordinates? How about the jagged boundary of sanity and lunacy? Are you there? Cuckoo, cuckoo...
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