I step I walk I run dreams are done
The hourglass is dripping
What is time just a rhythm
Just an inner fight in the universe
Of the skin and love
What is time
Nothing but a beautiful
Serial killer
A dream sequence
A fast forward without the option to stop
So what is time
There is no way honey
You can fight the universe you see
You can’t fight the universe inside
Love this feeling of time moving
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Thank you so much 😀 That was the intended effect
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Amazing
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Thank you so much 😀
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You’re welcome !
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A beautiful serial killer.This is too good!
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This is really good, love your play on words!
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Thank you so much 😀
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Hi Ginsberg, thanks for following my blog. I am now following yours and reading your latest post, which I immediately fell in love with. I want to read more, and am going to try and catch up on more of your posts. Are you interested in the counter culture? I am assuming you are with the name you are using.
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I am in love with the counter culture. I wish we had such a movement in India. Ginsberg is heaven ❤
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Wow! That poem, that art! I cannot even tell you how much this inspires me
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“You can fight the universe you see
You can’t fight the universe inside”
So good… *snap *snap
There’s power in the brevity of your words. Thanks for following my blog, I’m doing the same and am enjoying what I read. Looking forward to reading more of your works!
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Thank youuuuuu 😶
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