Once I was a dream
Figment of forever
Whisper on a breeze
Flicker of anticipation
Space between the frames
Never was, Always are
One but not the same
Spun in, spun out
Warped, Whipped, Deranged
Divine proportional travesty
My note remains the same
Fueled by inspiration
Abstract motivation
Driven by confusion
Future tense memories
Tugging at my soul
Begging for conception
Birthing of the old
Jack
Aka PanseyBard
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