Daydreams and castles floating in the air,
Make believes that keep away despair.
A soul lost in hoping forever.
Let it go, she is told.
But not to the dead does life unfold?
So, there were mixed reactions when I wrote this one; veering on two extreme ends. Want you to comment what you think of this one as a reader. An exercise to check whether my thoughts as a writer align with those of my readers.😃
Good to see it breathed into exitance.
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*Existence. Though maybe the nuclear bloom is present.
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You said it! Exitance is more likely though I hope the ink in the pen doesn’t dry up again.
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