Notice of absence from DeadRose
Time travelling. Will be around sporadically.
Time travelling. Will be around sporadically.
Sometimes,
All I find,
is myself in thoughts,
lost in space-time.
So much is that I spend there,
you'd consider it a kind of crime
I fear for long i'll be lost, never return
stuck in the folds of thought, forever space-time
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A most interesting musing where caught in thought as a cliche is taken to be literal in the last line. A great read
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