Sometimes random words and phases just seem to follow each other naturally, following the gentle flow of the mind at play.
Hearts of...
... Quiet contemplation.
Impossibility of flying.
Pain... ...untold.
Fallen angels...
... Look to the sky...
... Searching....
... For dreams of you.
Starlit.
Like a perfect silence.
Underwhelmed.
By the cold light...
... Of Dawn.
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an intriguing flow of thoughts...emotive....
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