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Feb 2013
The spots represent galaxies.
An infinite world of possibilities.
Stars in space spaced by realities...
and gravity

The spots represent a journey
within a world, constantly turning.
A mind doing the same thing
without an object to cling.

The spots represent gaps in commitment.
circling around the truth: orbit.
A reach inches short of it
A love that remains dormant.

The spots represent a mistake made
in the hustle & bustle of laundry day.
Washing whites, I made the bleach spray.
To my dismay
© February 2nd, 2013 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved
Timothy Brown
Written by
Timothy Brown  27/M/America
(27/M/America)   
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