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At the far corners of endlessness

confusing my senses

i am absent

to the feels and turmoils

that inhabit our mind

disconnected from the kind

i see never endless cluster of stars

that shine on the violet mist

of dust and debries

forming a beautiful symphony

of eternity and now

as i slowly reach with my hand into the light

i realise i woke up from the dream

we call life.



  1. Mr. Mel · May 21

    A wonderful poem, from life unto life. Thank you for sharing.

    Liked by 1 person

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