Adjacent road of memory triggers faulty,
A map of tranquility in the flow of reality,
Where a junction should be connecting moon at midnight,
Rolling soft a cold breeze covers the night,
In the lane of spirit flight held by the tether,
A welded feather pulls in stillness.
Obscurity imploded with a pace,
Space filled lines of mind trip molded,
A glimpse at the end would start to begin,
Streaming flashing lights of color,
Splatter internal walls of Fennigan……….
FenniganT 1.9.10
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