Wednesday, December 3, 2014

There's the ocean of my life
And a whirlpool in my depths
Sucked so deeply into it
That the rest of the ocean
Seems nothing but a mirage
It keeps spinning madly
As do the days and nights
In concentric circles of thought
A new one born every moment
And I wait for the day when
It will consume the ocean

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