Those Vacant Spaces

Tuesday, February 27, 2024

 No limits, no boundaries

no lines to be crossed
heedless, reckless
this shooting star
destroying itself
whirling so fast
an illusion of stillness
of great calm
Posted by Vacant spaces at 11:02 AM
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