Itches

Dreams…

thoughts and the penning.
Time and time again…breathing,
Fermenting,
gathering force till it becomes
a decadence generated from the depths-

the bottomless pits of the mind.

Where is the seer to reveal the heart…
Daniel cannot tell these dreams,
yet a foretelling it is .
We will crow the words on the pages of time.

find here the ramblings of the mind.

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