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Among the billions of people Living in this Empty world, I am singular-- Isolated. The skies are polluted by City lights, Would-be stars, If only the world would let them be so. For a landscape so luminescent, This oil painting portrait reality Is rather opaque And lifeless-- A mere lack of sensation. We swim in milky nothingness, A blind man's iris, Brined in its tears And then drowned.
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
The Constellation Unseen
Among the billions of people Living in this Empty world, I am singular-- Isolated. The skies are polluted by City lights, Would-be stars, If only the world would let them be so. For a landscape so luminescent, This oil painting portrait reality Is rather opaque And lifeless-- A mere lack of sensation. We swim in milky nothingness, A blind man's iris, Brined in its tears And then drowned.
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
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