Missing people strangers
Out of art’s mind
Mis-fitted driven mad
Beauty un-enjoyed
Curated eyes
Delighted edge
Seeing un-made art
Deprive a brocken world again
Already locked apart
Of crazy
Is insane
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waywardspirit 
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Yes we do miss out when there is~
Grain beauty
Blur world
Black delight
White broken
Your missing people are strangers locked apart. You’ve curated eloquent thoughts for one’s mind’s eye 🙂
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ships passing in the night
silently
as in a dense fog
so close
yet an ocean apart
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This bothered me all night & it wasn’t unit I re-read it just that I realised why. “Beauty un-enjoyed,” – it’s an acausality. Now I shall worry about it all over again because it makes sense.
One of us is mad.
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Mute and breathless intrigue at your words binds this mind. Perhaps both.
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