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| Magik Feather Poetry |
| Alien Planet |
Shadows and mysticism run rampant through the landscape of my mind, A stranger from a far off world am i walking among fellow beings in mime, Never feeling at ease........ alienated upon an alter of misunderstanding, Always amongst many yet alone am i.... dreaming of the day, When perceptions may turn another way, Colors all jumbled and askew, My world turning brown too, Unreal dreams and surreal phantasms frenetically wind like snakes on a hidden path, Point to vast arrays of enlightenment..... ray |
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