One hundred feet inside my ear, randomness finding order. Never does it try to stop, the sole purpose, that takes up the void. Moving around motion, inside my head. Quiet noise, at a fevered pitch, yearning for silence, to rise above all. But nothing can muffle, the clatter within, from the random, forces at work. […]
Whispers seeping. Song notes tapping. Noises echo within. Silent thoughts, wander forth, grow and resonate, on distant tones, that take flight. Ramble on, don’t stop wandering. Walk a little faster, don’t stop til it’s all over. Keep those feet moving; mind neatly focused. Don’t drop your guard; and lose sight of the prize. It matters […]
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