I look at the sky, the sky looks at me. Vision seeing beyond limit, the air set's me free, free set's me. Clouds crowding skies; sky over clouds, clouds under sky. My sight is now in a trance; complete focus in mind, mind in complete focus.
The sky looks like it's falling, sinking under the clouds. Sky fall sink - sink sky fall. The sky seems free, free seems the sky.
Inversed poetry
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INverSe Poetry
PoetryI write these lines of poetry in many ways, but it doesn't matter how these words are played with they still interpret the same. Forward or reversed these messages relay to your brain, my complexity isn't complex, I just look at things differently...
