A mindful voice.

I feel like I’ve lost it, feel exhausted, alone and at cost to a purpose, filled with darkness, all is lost as the focus is drained out like water.Lifetime loss.

Mindful emptiness.

Death filled the premises as a foul stench, the tides waved over, rocking the boat as we rushed to shore, the thunder roar as the flashes clouded the air.

Pirate’s curse thats a must like dust flowing with the blowing wind.

If nature was not green but colourless, would there be life?

Imagine wind.

Free to twist and turn. 

Leaves balancing over with the flow, some fall as autumn begins to glow, it’s sunset again, good views sighted, natures delights as she turns off de lights, till dawn comes, let slumber come.

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