wispA Poem by porkchops
I don't see,
I don't hear, I don't speak.... I close down to float within my own mind, I become a wisp, a shadowy veil of thought, but in this form I find a world, one without any barriers, with out discrimination as all are the same, We become sexless, colorless, just a wisps of shadows that flow, in and round each other, that slowly form together as one mass to pray for the rising sun...
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1 Review Added on August 30, 2012 Last Updated on August 30, 2012 AuthorporkchopsTelford, Shropshire, United KingdomAboutI am a male and at present live in the U.K. I have not had a great education and have suffered with dyslexia all my life. I have been reluctant to share with others what I write for fear of my awful g.. more..Writing
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