Conjuring My Visions

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2010 Poetry



Metaphors and random thought

conjure all my visions.

Everything would be for naught

without these word’s collisions.



Expressing what I feel

in abstract of mind and wisdom.

Things away I peel

releasing them in all my freedom.



Who will read them when I’m gone,

buried in ground forever.

Will they enlighten their dawn,

these words that I endeavor?



My legacy of sorts you see,

these words I write for thee.




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