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by Asef
Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #2126904
The Other interpretation of the once naive thought I had.
An end of reveries
on the horizon:
I fail to fear the
lights rushing
endlessly in a stream
of soundbites lost in
the frost of infinite unliving.

Life lived in fear of
living on,
after, lived.
There are waterfalls
and houses on them
and lights blue and white and
others magnificent in cold light.

I float (unreasoned)
endlessly in waters
devoid of tide.
Never washing upon a shore
never to belong.
All in a whim
to grasp a dream
and dragging on forevermore.

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