8d (edited) • Poem of the Week - Submissions
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Profound guidance found in delusional discourse
Moments of illusion and Granger
Things I see but I don’t witness
Things i believe but never see
Moments I live but never feel
Things I trust but never understand
It’s always one or another
It’s one in the same
To be or to be me
Let’s see how the fair runs so deep
Let’s believe as fate passes over the trees
The sun sets with a gentle breeze
As my coffin is lowered beneath my lovers dreams
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