Solipsistic

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Though, a time ago, I thought you were a mystic Turns out that your only real magic is your solipsistic You think your a gift that's so explosive But your deep as an acid shower; just corrosive Once upon a someday, I might feel like I did before I hope what rained that day is not lost; I miss the petrichor That's it; I'm done being so hopelessly pessimistic Re-manufactured are my thoughts by therapies implosive Remove the plastic; I'm brand new as I walked out the door

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/12/2024 8:48:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your "Solipsistic" write. Being real is the way to go... Have a blessed day...........

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/12/2024 1:01:00 PM

Thank you Paula, no room for fakes in my world :) Sincerely A.S

Paige Hind

Date: 8/7/2024 10:55:00 AM

Best wishes to new beginnings, A.S. Hugs<3

Paige Hind
Date: 8/9/2024 12:16:00 PM

A beautiful saying, A.S.! <3

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/8/2024 3:35:00 PM

The only way for new beginnings to start, is to put endings in one's rear view...<3 A.S.

I Am Anaya

Date: 8/2/2024 4:58:00 PM

What a great word, solipsistic.., I heard the door slam :) oh 'an' acid? I liked the plastic remark, you know every piece of plastic ever made still exists!

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/2/2024 6:53:00 PM

Sadly your are correct even the plastic human ones will outlast us all. Sometimes it takes a few years to get over the sting of having ones fingers caught in the door. Love that you caught the metaphors ;) A.S.