Poem #8

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Life through my eyes
Tasteless as ice

Shallow like water that runs deep in an ocean of stars

Empty like voids of endless voices which echos bounce off the walls of invisible space

Fast like the breeze of a light running through a body to which nothing matters no more

Deaf like the sound of a music that lives in what's been forgotten during the time of itself

Life through my eyes, only reflects through a hole and it can only exist if you see it twice more as a mirror of your whole

[04/03/2022]

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