Just a Thought, a Drunk One but a Thought all the Same (Winter 18)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic


What is time to the

timeless?

My heart can't possibly

fathom....

Perhaps it's me who can't 

fathom....

The concept of a spiritual being

that moves beyond the physical

And within....

Why does it chase me so?

What do I have?

What is it you want?

 

 


Submitted: April 27, 2020

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Jennifer Brighton

Wish I knew. One continuous loop in which all things occur parallel to the other? What is hope to the hopeless? Or success to the utterly defeated?

Tue, April 28th, 2020 12:31am

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