Sporadic
Sporadic
By Nathan Hannen
In a place in time there were sporadic thoughts, An incorporation of psychedelic
colors
Deep within this majestically powerful place, A thought resided, Oblivion weathered
its membrane
Looking into the magnificent core, It focused on me, Only mortal I caught its stare
The End.
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