BEYOND THE BEYOND

Sep 12

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BEYOND THE BEYOND

What was I thinking?
I’m sure I had no idea
It thought It Itself

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 12, 2018, in Wee Poems and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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