Sunday, January 11, 2015

Poetic

                                   "Poetic"



There is a poem stored in my mind when I dream.

When I remember what it is or forget about it-

my abilities to create new ideas will be gone.

All people have the same dream but it is usually concealed.

Released after death sets in.



Your Friend- Jonathan Billet-01.10.2015

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