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Saturday, January 25, 2020

Poem- “In a Vacuum”

“In a Vacuum”

It’s evil to say grace over a vacuum horizon.
We must feel pleased in some degree along the good side.
Dreams should make us sense a flowing construction.
Obstacles become defined, goals transform from their plot holes.
Light fits at the skin’s burn with developing elements.
Materials soon get imaginary- our heads may sink inside.
Verdict rests with incoming data upon us.
Counting external objects leaves the familiar fingers ignored by habit.
Soon, maximized impact translates into unrevelation.



https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/In-a-Vacuum-828141988

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