Random is Another Word for MiracleA Poem by transentienceSelf-descriptive
You are the chaotic theory, happening before me, into me, completely through me. I absorb the slivers in your spectral gaze. You ran to find the pages lost in your story. I dumb down the lines between each heart-stopping play. You randomize acts to screen what's right from wrong, but I witness miracles in your facade.
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Added on January 12, 2016 Last Updated on May 26, 2016 AuthortransentienceBuena Park, CAAbout29. Writer, dreamer, musician, thinker, disabstractionist An empath who fights for what they believe in My mind is a blessing and a curse, but music keeps me balanced I tend to psychoanalyze .. more.. |

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