Turn the Page
An outpouring of unconscious fears,
posted here at my discretion.
Random thoughts placed on this page,
no pattern to selection.
Empty mindless meandering words,
with no purpose or direction.
Just tokens bought to pay the fare,
to any destination.
It's time I fear to turn the page,
or simply close this book.
posted here at my discretion.
Random thoughts placed on this page,
no pattern to selection.
Empty mindless meandering words,
with no purpose or direction.
Just tokens bought to pay the fare,
to any destination.
It's time I fear to turn the page,
or simply close this book.
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