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Im done and dusted packed away in a shoebox of transparent memories what was last night about? delicate dreams in filigree flight crisp as lettuce crunchy to the core yet adding that joie-de-vivre to the seduction of senses I'm truly done and dusted as I stagger into todays escapades of poetic fancy unable to filter the diamonds from the dust of dreams. tomorrow may be better when the serenity sails in to calm the raging forest fire of expression. Author Notes Escapism in its truest form,unable to keep pace with the thrill of creating newer poems with sensory effects. Does it work?I don't know. You decide © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
Diamonds in the dustbowl.
Im done and dusted packed away in a shoebox of transparent memories what was last night about? delicate dreams in filigree flight crisp as lettuce crunchy to the core yet adding that joie-de-vivre to the seduction of senses I'm truly done and dusted as I stagger into todays escapades of poetic fancy unable to filter the diamonds from the dust of dreams. tomorrow may be better when the serenity sails in to calm the raging forest fire of expression. Author Notes Escapism in its truest form,unable to keep pace with the thrill of creating newer poems with sensory effects. Does it work?I don't know. You decide © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
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Oct 29, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
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