There are moments
Jaded things clustered one upon the other
As they feebly attempt
And fill the empty hours

Thoughts lost upon the tip of the tongue
Are left lying by the ignorant
To be stumbled upon by brilliance

And those who merely follow in the footsteps
Of those gone before
A path laid before them and sponsored by the dream

Ah the dream,
Spent forth with all the promise and whims of fancy
As they cascade with cadence
And dance to the lights
That flicker endlessly on

Yes, there are moments
Spontaneous spectacles of sparely
Spaced silence
A moment I imagine with god
If so it could be



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