Conversations with Myself 1.9

The world spun on.

The words like falling stars

in a blaze of fire

fell at my feet.

It seemed like years passed.

It was a day,

in decades.

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If life steers you into a dead end road, and you are trying to find your way, skip the GPS, take the road with no traffic. Founder studiO, early morning poet.

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If life steers you into a dead end road, and you are trying to find your way, skip the GPS, take the road with no traffic. Founder studiO, early morning poet.

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