Adorned Wonderment

A special day? A sense of mystery was apparent. Could I convince myself it was a dream and squeeze out a message or two that was unripe?

A flawed dream, in an unharmonious direction. Backpacks can’t carry a tune. Abandon the journey. The gray poison is seeping out.

Cancer is funniest when talked about over breakfast.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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