i hear
everything seen
the vision but a gleam
in every air.
all the voices an ocean
as the farthest cries from
the sound of distant cities,
in the evening, within my
soul and mind.
Always.
i hear
everything touched
— and my spirit and visions!
stops along my path in life.
:: 08.24.2020 ::
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