I am myself an idea
Nothing more
Writing fading words
From the deep before
Upon illusions page
The stories score
A life imagined
Nothing more
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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I am myself an idea
Nothing more
Writing fading words
From the deep before
Upon illusions page
The stories score
A life imagined
Nothing more
Stoic Poetry
So true and lovely. 🙂
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