Mind of EdenA Poem by Anastasia
I'm never really fully present.
My head is never at a fixed point, no moral compass pointing anywhere. My mind is constantly in different places, different directions; But not in attempt to keep in track of real situations. These different, lost parts of myself tend to have an infatuation with fantasy things. Realism conflicts with the thousand thoughts dancing around in my head. Realism is myopic. I only see into far, far away places. {(A.D.C)}
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