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Magenta Blume Apr 2017
Vast, grand, expance.
Open, ever changing, mystifying.
Crystally, foamy, blue.
Salty and fresh calming your breath.
Sandy shores outline you like a map
Topiagraphy jaggade and rough in a smooth clean natural way.
You sing us your song as the tides move in and out sweeping at the surface.
You draw us in by the breathtaking colors and movements that are emitted.
Laughter, happiness, hustle, and bussle all riddle you on warm sunny days.
But when the storms sweep your horizons people shy away.
nihiliti Jun 2018
crystally sharp
in clarity
azure and opally
bright with so many
hundred hues and mirth
twinkling fiercer than
the fire in the earth

and to hold in hand
that so ephemerial
essence of life
as known through lens
childlike and purer
than the world
at its burgeoning

time is liquid
flowing through it
and feeling like
seven thousand voices
ringing with heaven's
lightning gaze incarnate
in the words we speak
when no one listens
Soulstuff is so elusive to me sometimes, save occasionally.
One thing I have found
Is that I am lost
In this world
A world I was born
A world I have bore
I feel lost in this world
A world that has me built
A world I have helped build
I don't even realise the path I am on
Is this the final destination
Is there another destination
Am I at crossroads
Am ai just feeling out of this world
I have found comfort in loneliness
I have found silence peace
A world that has gave me family
A world that has gave me acquientances
I cannot distinguish between love and lust
Within the crowd, I feel bound
Within the crowd, I feel unfound
Crystally clearly confused in sanity
Is there anyone realising I am lost
Is there anyone looking for me
It is not even a matter of, will I be found
It is a matter of, should I be found
Alone
In this world I have found
I am lost in this world
Even if I put myself in the lost and found (box)
I don't think I will be found
Here
I am yet to be found

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