Translucent Day
Your alone on this one, care to offer your perception of my writing? What does this say to you?
From every point of the concession.
For the good, that's pure and true
For the bad that is so blue.
The arising parody is what we seem to be calling brand new.
Such a hard state of concrete while being present among so few.
The world displayed against my skin in such a small saturated hue.
Everyone one around wishes they could see this to.
Across the centuries we've traveled, we've flew.
Support each reflection, each interjection
Within each discovery is a new standard of connection.
I wanna hear what you've got to say,
Explain this addiction to me,
In your own particular way.
I'm listening to this translucent day.
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