I see dreamcatchers in car windows but they won't save your soul,
Believe in the righteousness and striving towards a positive goal,
Strolling on slow to Heaven or running to the wide open Hellhole.
Assimilation, minds are hived and droned like Star Trek's Borg,
Take me back, back to the past in a psychedelic time warp.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: March 6th, 2025 02:40
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Good write SM.
Cheers.
Superstition and fantasy how are they different than sci-fi? What was impossible yesterday becomes the world of tomorrow. Good write
Much appreciated.
The impossible yesterday is tomorrow's future, enjoyed the read
Thank you.
You are very welcome
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