Two honey sweet voiced existences.
One, takes me back to my roots,
The other, gives me a new world.
Neither is an angel.
Neither is evil.
What do I do?
Where do I go?
No one can tell me,
I must find the answer myself.
~ 2016 ~
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Dreamscapes and Paper Moons
ŞiirIs what you see in front of you real or are we all just gazing at a paper moon? Reality is sometimes like a dream (or a nightmare), while dreams may seem palpably real. If this is our world, what do we do? How do we find our true selves? A collectio...
