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Invincible!! Foam navigating over the evening sun

Invincible!! 
Foam navigating over the evening sun/ clouds of
unthought thoughts take the shape of a piano stool/
that I sit upon/ playing Debussy's Clair de Lune
where parallelly I had gone dream shopping/ a soft
orange infinity evaporating like fizz from my soda/ a
strictly fluid sketch of repressed emotions looking for a
space to drift/ here there everywhere/ while far away
stillness speaks the loudest/ as twilight is heading
home/mind shooting blind adjectives/ that keep
bumping into transparent jazz walls/ to what we owe
this great pleasure/ this beauty and mystery of the
untitled/ a juicy poetry burns my tongue/while the
fading sunbeam lights up the fireplace mantle/ the
marble sings of celestial muses/ a delicate fire jitterbugs
in my heart/ itť's almost midnight now/ everything has
turned into an art/ eyesight dissolving into the
blinding splotches of marvel/ how I wish to melt/ like
a caramelized subtlety/ a beautiful discomfort like caffeine, 3 am and the call of the wild within.. 
 Yes! I do feel invincible at 3am when I've mounted the peak of my bizzare thoughts. This was a free write that was not supposed to make sense but then what are conjunctions for!
#yqbaba #life #thoughts #yqdidi
Invincible!! 
Foam navigating over the evening sun/ clouds of
unthought thoughts take the shape of a piano stool/
that I sit upon/ playing Debussy's Clair de Lune
where parallelly I had gone dream shopping/ a soft
orange infinity evaporating like fizz from my soda/ a
strictly fluid sketch of repressed emotions looking for a
space to drift/ here there everywhere/ while far away
stillness speaks the loudest/ as twilight is heading
home/mind shooting blind adjectives/ that keep
bumping into transparent jazz walls/ to what we owe
this great pleasure/ this beauty and mystery of the
untitled/ a juicy poetry burns my tongue/while the
fading sunbeam lights up the fireplace mantle/ the
marble sings of celestial muses/ a delicate fire jitterbugs
in my heart/ itť's almost midnight now/ everything has
turned into an art/ eyesight dissolving into the
blinding splotches of marvel/ how I wish to melt/ like
a caramelized subtlety/ a beautiful discomfort like caffeine, 3 am and the call of the wild within.. 
 Yes! I do feel invincible at 3am when I've mounted the peak of my bizzare thoughts. This was a free write that was not supposed to make sense but then what are conjunctions for!
#yqbaba #life #thoughts #yqdidi
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