Sunday Thoughts

The secret is to turn your back on the world.

Pretend to disappear completely,

Sitting silently alone in the crowd.

Oh how the darkness sparkles on the light.

Parks are for the poor to forget home,

I’m trying hard, to soften

My exterior to the world is my internal struggle.

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Electric cosmic lounge lizard of the wheeling variety. Lover of fine food, beautiful people, creative thinkers and fantastic voyages. Multi-media artist and writer.

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