02 AUGUST 2013, 06:36 PM
A long forgotten dream
A memory
That's almost a dream
A haze, a mist
Is all that remains
A blurred line between
Reality and virtual reality
Whether it was
Benign brightness
Debilitating darkness
A thing of the past
A memory
Long lost in the
Swirls and mists of
Ever flowing Never stopping
Time
Never forgotten
But never remembered
Eternally present
But never there
And all that remains is
A wispy O' the Wind.
Friday, 2 August 2013
Wisp O' the Wind
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poetry
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