Quiet of the night
Noise of the mind
The dying of the light
Is wrought with thoughts.
Noise of the mind
The dying of the light
Is wrought with thoughts.
A bruising day finds nature's way
What's the use of a picture of a picture?
Dabble in utility but some things just 'be'
The world, like it or not, is fraught with this lot.
What's the use of a picture of a picture?
Dabble in utility but some things just 'be'
The world, like it or not, is fraught with this lot.
A fixture of cocooned contemplation
Sometimes life's a poem that rhymes without reason
And the people walk by without a sigh
No ostensible regard for unreasoned treason.
Sometimes life's a poem that rhymes without reason
And the people walk by without a sigh
No ostensible regard for unreasoned treason.
A shadow lurks but lends to discovery
High-definition's all the rage these days
But chasing clarity has made us blur
We could see better when things weren't quite so clear.
High-definition's all the rage these days
But chasing clarity has made us blur
We could see better when things weren't quite so clear.
Quiet of the night
Noise of the mind
There can be no thoughtful light
Without thoughtless darkness.
Noise of the mind
There can be no thoughtful light
Without thoughtless darkness.
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