D aydreaming, her mind wanders
I n and out of life
S he is here is body
T houghts race through city's wild
R iding the sky, racing dopamine highs
A mind of magic and mayhem
C haotically inclined
T ell me, what is time?
I ntuitively tuned
O f earth, on the moon
N eurotypically atypical wildflower in bloom
About the Creator
Imaan W
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1/3 sun : 2/3 snow
All The Selves I Would Share
*Author’s Note* The grammatical errors in this piece of writing are intentional, it reflects the speed at which thoughts whip through my mind especially when my thyroid levels are too high and I’m in a state of being hyperthyroid. It flows better if read out loud.
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