in the mystics of magic, life transforms into a thought,
a thought of the past, a precious memory perhaps?
a thought of the present, oh but to relent.
a future thought, maybe not? that’s a dream it would seem.
thoughts can be aughts or thoughts can be naughts!
thanks a lot!! I thought I had forgot.
let’s see what is good for me? or what is good for you, too!
we can go into the dawn, be wise in the eyes of those who see beyond what they see, but
a thought isn’t seen, it is where the mind has been without leaving.
About the Creator
Moe Radosevich
I am always touched when something I write touches another so if any of you my fellow creators have been touched thank you
Write on my friends
Sure would appreciate more reads and maybe some tips or pledges thank you
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