Lost In Dyslexic Canyons
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Lost in dyslexic canyons
David J Walker
Washed in the flight
Of a red-ish glaze
The neurons bathe in
Their own light
Sometimes unable to translate
The sights and
Sometimes the sounds
That surround the visions of
What could be
It’s how I see the world
From my view
Lost in dyslexic canyons
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2020
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