Monday, April 23, 2018

The Lines

I will travel where the world begins.
Have we all not lived through the eyes of the inventor?
Are we not all inventors?
Investors
Creators
Killers
We are what we are.
I can hear them talking of the present.
Yet, I am still stuck in the past.
Drifting on that plane of consciousness between the whisper of the line that meets the two.

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