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May 2018
My eyes flicker,
entrapped on the slightest detail
Daydreaming,
A nail pinned to a wall,
a flying dust particle,
All misconceived by the eye
though I see it
a portal through which connects
to my mind.
The bend in the leash
reaching me ever
so closer to reality.

Until that happens,
They only come
when asleep
;)
Antonyme
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Antonyme  14/M/6 feet below
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