A Billion Stories
Book I: The Wreckage
Part II: Make-Believe
I believe in what I see,
No need for blinding fantasies,
My consciousness is clear as ice,
And what I know will not desert me.
What I find, when I go east,
What I hear amidst the years,
When I know I'm at my peaks;
My eyes have faded,
And my mind is not so clear.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
A Billion Stories
Book I: The Wreckage
Part II: Make-Believe
I believe in what I see,
No need for blinding fantasies,
My consciousness is clear as ice,
And what I know will not desert me.
What I find, when I go east,
What I hear amidst the years,
When I know I'm at my peaks;
My eyes have faded,
And my mind is not so clear.
