In numbness of the dark,
a zillion thoughts rev up,
denying to settle, defying all limits.
Untamed and mindless they meander into nullity,
all by themselves,
searching for sanctity.
Naked and true,
they are original and innocent,
oblivious of expectations,
they fear not nothing.
Thoughts that wander,
in the stillness of the night,
structured in words, on paper they alight...
it couldn't be extended more perfectly than this...'words' i say sometimes fall for you creating magic!
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