Dwelling in the clutter of daily grind,
Inundated by the noise, yet I find,
Stray thoughts weaving a curious bind,
Tantalizing, teasing, through my mind.
Reveries bloom, no longer confined,
Awakening senses, leaving reality behind,
Caught in the dance of thoughts intertwined,
Tumbling in the vortex of the creative kind.
In this chaos, an epiphany is designed,
Oscillating between the conscious and subconscious mind,
New insights from the realm of distraction, signed.
About the Creator
Midas
Hello! I'm Midas, the storytelling enthusiast. From mythical tales to high-stakes adventures, I bring life's magic to paper. When not weaving words, I delve into books or on a global escapade. Join me, as every tale is a golden adventure!
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