Poem -
I am no mage
Laying still
Floating like brill before a whales teeth
Unknowing of what's beneath we dream of magic
Of mages
Believing us to be the arch
when we in truth lay dreaming at the base, never dreaming of beginning to chase
our dreams
In our lives we lay still in our beds
and if there were mages, we'd be dead
at the hands of someone with more passion who didn't pretend
like they'd win in the end
without having to try
If there was magic
We would die
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Intresting, made me think of quite a few things you might be trying to bring across. In all likelihood I will be wrong, however liked it.
Regards,
Phillip
It has alot to say. most of my work has a strong statement and intent. you very well may be correct as to it's meaning
Interesting write.........will check out more..............smiles...........TÂ xx
Thank you :) if you like it enough give me a follow, I will check out your work
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Awesome :) im glad you enjoyed it enough to feature
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thank you very much
mean alot to me
Congratulations Aaron:) xoxo
thank you :)