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Oct 2018
I've moved on,
Now to the unknown
My head imagines silhouettes,
Shadows that once were you
I've forgotten who you are.
And now the silhouette's changing,
Slightly flickering.
I see a curly haired maiden,
The utmost beautiful smile,
Definitive is her beauty,
Adored by all.
Wearing lose clothes,
None that outline,
Those curves we so much follow
The way she dances,
A little bit of shyness,
A little bit of confidence
Such a present to the eyes.
And the silhouette stands,
Flickering still.
As if awaiting further instructions,
Should I allow it to Change,
When I know it's another cycle,
Now perhaps even longer.
Or should I let my imagination run free,
So that at least in my mind,
I can smile,
Dream the undreamable,
Think the unthinkable.
Sigh* what a life
Maybe one day,
I'll stop
Eh, what's wrong with a lil day dreaming
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