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By ThatOne_GirlPublished about a month ago 1 min read
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Faded carpets and worn-down pews,

Riddled with tourists and camera crews

People, there’s people everywhere,

People beside and surrounding me

People behind and around me

Men and women, boys and girls.

I’m a bit too far from home,

In a place I do not know,

Above us, intricate wooden curls,

Crossed all over with lights and beams.

Some are dead and flickering,

Like the people around me,

Some are dead and flickering,

Walking where they ought not to be

They do not belong —

Where have they gone?

Wandering souls — I can see them

They cannot see themselves

No one else can see

She cannot see him

They cannot see them, those people

Walking where they ought not to be

They do not belong —

What have they done?

Wandering souls — I can see them

Walking where they ought not to be

They do not belong

Walking the ways long forgotten

By living minds and men

Stream of Consciousnesssurreal poetrysad poetryFree VerseFor Funart

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I write anything from microfiction to novelettes, and they can be based on anything from songs to dreams to poems. I'm also pretty good at 'slice of life' type journalistic pieces. It goes anywhere and everywhere, really.

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