i'm generally so worn out the existence that is so deadened and in someway little
everything I do is dream and dream and dream
about unreasonable circumstances that won't ever occur
playing counterfeit situations in my mind
since my psyche and my creative mind is the means by which get away from this reality
I was preferably dream over this since life is very Exhausting that I'm attempting to simply get away
here to me there is an entirely different world and I'm a person and I can handle my own fate
however, in actuality I need to work and work and work and I don't imagine that is the thing that life is for
About the Creator
dana may
a poet and i do know it
Golinda and Gallopatrot go to the Emerald Isle
The short days were getting longer. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the blue hour created the magic of the darkest phase of twilight. It was time to put Oliver to bed. Yaya felt the muse come alive when he asked for a story.
By Katherine D. Graham5 days ago in Wander
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