Without any preFace
Without any bookMARK, groping
Through my own thoughts,
Free of finger pointing, judgement,
Need for justification, or
Fear to lose, to be obligated, to let down;
Whereas the infinity in dreamland,
Awakens to a repeated cry,
For rejuvenated vibrancy,
Return of feelings, blunted rationality, and
Internal teeny sparkles that once was unwithered flames.
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