Soaring StillA Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Beyday dreamsI lie on my bed Punctured Veins receding Cloudy eyes closed Cool numbness invites me Out of body I chase the twinkling lights A divine sensation rushes within Piles of junk clog the heart Borderline of life and death Profoundly still, rushing madness Without moving I dance around the universe Until ……. Eyes open Aching body Juno by my side I’m ready to continue my day © 2013 Abdul Batin Osman BeyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAbdul Batin Osman BeyCambridge, MAAboutIt is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..Writing
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