Nocturnal TransmissionsA Poem by Wandering Minstrelwe do journey on a wisp of a dream
across universes of thoughts never explored at waking, into realms only the inner mind can stand and analyze, and we are no longer human there but dream walkers who can do almost anything we'd like... till the mourning calls us back to the reality of a stiff inflexible shell that holds us down until we part again the following night © 2014 Wandering MinstrelReviews
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Added on August 25, 2014Last Updated on August 25, 2014 AuthorWandering MinstrelLondon, United KingdomAboutWelcome! My name is Donovan Arthur Perth. This is a new site where I will post early, and new poems and give myself another venue to work under. Your comments are like drops of honeydew to a dying cac.. more..Writing
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