FLASH OF MYTHS

i was not alive with varying shades of my love through veins like blood; as a new born with every step i find myself many steps behind and all dusty ancient words and spilled crystal tears:
FLASH OF MYTHS
producer of anguish & bitten plump lips of sorrow
or am i mad for realizing the
FLASH OF MYTHS
hangs the ?- mark of mortal fleshy-brain-minds.
Eternity has no need for you to hurry my Love. Enjoy your days!

:: 08.13.2020 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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