MazeWorld

MazeWorld

A Poem by FaeryQueen
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In mazes, I am thinking in mazes; currently.
In whistling winds and glowing arrays of strewn sunlight.
There is no one style fit for me.
I am All.
Not [All], just All.
Not [Absolute], but something lower class, like- 
I can't see over my own head.
I am soft, gentle, graceful, clumsy.
Every day is a battle.
My thoughts run relentlessly through my mind, through these strained lines of my reality.
And...-
What is reality?
Honestly... what is this world?
Is it the Creator's Imagination?
Are we living in a dream, where even our own comprehension does not justify what we believe in?
I guess it is up to us to decide, whether we are or not.
I guess it is up to us to decide, whether we are or not.....
I guess it is up to us to decide, whether.........
I guess it is up.......
I...
...
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© 2017 FaeryQueen


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Wow great unique muse ESP in the first part. U express yourself in a super way. We r the Creators invention yes. Thumbs up.
I'm a newbie here, pls review, comment my first poem here, wud luv to know your thoughts, I'm navigating the site looking for poem pals.



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Added on December 24, 2017
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