Nothingness,
Silent disparity,
Or the quietude of clarity.
The terrifyingly increasing thoughts
Of neverending not's.
Or the calming sincerity of being heard
By my own lucidity.
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As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]
PoetryAs 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." ...
Nothingness
Nothingness,
Silent disparity,
Or the quietude of clarity.
The terrifyingly increasing thoughts
Of neverending not's.
Or the calming sincerity of being heard
By my own lucidity.
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