Mysteries may unfold through Poems and Quotes or Random story lines, coming from the Dreams I encounter and still remember as I wake up. Unfolding different dreams of mysteries hidden into the darkest dark.
Saturday, March 21, 2015
Forward
Spacing out all the while
Living in the world that seen
Though it comes from afar
That gives life full of mystery,
Running like no tiredness or weakness
Through and through flowing to fast
Trying to stop but still coming
Till left of only acceptance,
And living on it to a forward pace.
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J R
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Poetry of Dreams
Hear Me. See Me.
I can clearly hear you, Yet, I am deaf on my own, I can clearly see you, Yet, I am blind on my own. Deaf on my own voice, I only listen to...
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