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Sunday, 19 April 2020

Inside, sky gazing.

Recline 'pon the recycled lines
of a hammock unbound
a self entwined restful free thinking mind
making pictures out of clouds.

A view of the boundaries so easily redesigned, emotionally defined
a self-made interpretation internally founded, artistically grounded.