An Echo from History
Broken into bits
see it more clearly
than you can guess
take the risk
look through
the looking glass
and you'll see it more quickly than time can pass
A sense of something
it stands out like stars
upon black canvas skies
if you listen for it's movement
and stand closely
a sensation
a notion
you'll know when you know it
unpronouncable
no word to describe it
it's the end and the beginning
it reads itself outloud
like the missing pages you've been searching for in your book
seek and you will recieve
you lose what you retrieve
how many times do you have to relive memories to know what they mean?
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Martini94
I am a poet and artist. I have a great appreciation for music and enjoy singing and playing ukulele. I believe art and music bring communities together. Currently, I am pursuing a psychology degree and hope I can apply that to helping people.
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