Thursday, 25 June 2015
passing through a dream
Passing through a dream
Nothing is ever quite how it seems
Appearances deceptions distortions
And all those dreadful unforgettable emotions
Seeping through our pink organic skin
A million things reoccuring
Sometimes i wonder if anything is ever truly certain
Like a game on a lost planet hidden in the clustered stars of the milky way
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