Thinking of someone

What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Is it music?
We can play music.
But you want more.
You want sometimg & someone new.
Am I right?
Of course I am.
I know what you want.
You want excasty.
Desire & dreams.
Things not exactly what they seem.
I lead you this way, he pulls that way.
I’m not singing to an imaginary girl.
I’m talking to you, my self.
Lets’ recreate the world.
The palace of conception is burning.

Look. See it burn.
Bask in the warm hot coals.

You’re too young to be old.
You don’t need to be told.
You want to see things as they are.
You know exactly what I do.
Everything.

— Jim Morrison

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