a universe of verse by mindgallery
Out back was a room that transformed
dreams into musical instruments
and every once in a
while they
flew or at least
tried to, find
heaven
*
The human spirit can spread like
vines even in the darkest
of times
•
the older i get
the more i
see
the lines that
connect us
all
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every once in a while
a human tried to spread out
into that darkest back room
the lines that connect us in
i saw they transformed
the *get even• times
all the more or at least
The older vines
like dreams of
musical instruments
and
spirit
flew
find the heaven
i can see
