Once Upon A Time, Time Stopped
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Last published Sun, Feb 20, 2022
Don't let your mind wander too far, for it will lose its selves - soul, thought and body. A soul that has lost its body is like a cat straying until it cannot pick up the familar scent of home anymore. It never returns, falling slave to a human God instead, and eventually someone else stares back, in the mirror, at your relfection.
A bundle of Thoughts and Poems from far far far away.
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