Monday, 6 January 2014


And once you asked me well what's my biggest fear 



Limits. Signals. Errors. Dissapointment
What we interpret. Our assumptions. Very rarely do these hypothesis render correct.


Things left unclear
All these years, all time
It was left unopened
Rather shut off and buried deep
to where no longest root could seep
A brave little droplet dared to enter
Hopes crossed horizons
Delusions mistaken for actualty
Changed perspectives
Too sublte, too easy to be true?
Never would she have thought
The vagaries would impinge such a lot
And so it hit her as he 'passed by'
Pulled Away from the sun
As he claimed
Hippies only run

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