The white space in my mind
Is like a crescent moon on a cloudy night.
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As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]
PoesiaAs complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ...
White Space
The white space in my mind
Is like a crescent moon on a cloudy night.