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without time, we don't exist
By Magdalena
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the storm dismantled itself
hundreds of miles ago
that ache in your bones
is a child trying to set itself free
time passes and 'i'
travel with it
'we' no longer exist
seasons covet me
i wear elegant perfume
made of rain and stardust
i do not orbit you
violet hue
of a feigned constellation
you're only a drop in the universe
a stab in the dark, a dust particle
falling in the wind
you. are. falling.
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Copyright 2019 Magdalena
Published on Monday, February 4, 2019.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
We've codified our existence to bring it down to human size to make it comprehensible... LucyComments on "without time, we don't exist "
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On Tuesday, February 5, 2019, I IS ME
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wrote:
Nice, lots to think on, tight write
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On Wednesday, February 6, 2019, Magdalena
(615) wrote:
I like to use my second brain, where that gut feeling resides. :) Thank you.
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On Monday, February 4, 2019, dwells
(4285) wrote:
Good to read you again Mags, and our attempts to explain things always fall short it seems. We are too smart for our own good animals. Cheers lady! - Dan
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On Wednesday, February 6, 2019, Magdalena
(615) wrote:
How are you good sir? Maybe we think we are smart, but in reality, not even close. :) Thank you.
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