Ghosts in the daylight
Images lost to early
Tangent thoughts scattered
We lie dormant
Waiting to be seen
Hoping for second glance
Pieces hodgepodged into one
The collection, ourselves
Illusions for any occasion
My mask hangs beside me
I’ll take one from the wall
You only see the surface
Rip-tides await you underneath
Ghosts in the daylight
What we really are
Wonderful!
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Thank you my dear. i read someone else’s work telling us not to be invisible. It was inspiring
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It really must have inspired you!
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