inpiration
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I can record a time when they loved each other but that now was long gone and the void that was left was filled with bitterness and the makings of another sad song. Via: Daily Prompt :Record
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Spacial dreaming Spectral void, Here I stand on alien soil, Low though I hear The vibrational sounds, Resonating from deep underground, Menacing chanting Then suddenly a light, Then many forms Spring into flight And circle above me in Formations like twine And I notice the filigree Of creations divine, Then with this knowledge I realise…


