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the little random and spontaneous things

Month: April, 2016

Dream

The beauty of dreams is that they appear real and yet obscured. You’ve only got snippets to remember but they still have the substance to make reality seem like a joke.

 

Solace in Solitude

Doors are shut closed
But the chains are not enough
Unlocked stealthily by intruders;
I’m masked with smiles
They see me, yet they don’t

To them it’s nothing,
To me, it’s something
When I say ‘no’, they seem to hear ‘yes’
When I flash red, they speed off with the green

So I walk alone
But never too alone, but never through the crowd
Alone with my thoughts, alone in my world
To find solace in solitude.