Mind of a Poet #19

Floating along the stream of waves and patterns of incidents an experiences of today and yesterday and of the new day to come. Deep blocks and shards of discipline, sincerity, and passion fill the flowing river and consume the anxiety and depression that flows consistently through the dark recesses of the nerves and bloodstream. Entirely distanced from emotions and sympathy.


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