Poetry in my Head

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I've traveled far from where I sit amongst my stuff and things.

My mind has wandered far and wide afield in all my dreams.

There's lessons learned and friends well kept for moments of despair.

And life is what I've come to know of wild empty stares.

Far reaching from my coffee cup, across the page I write.

The circles stain, where the cup has lain, while I take my sip and sup.

Majestic borders guard my mind, imagination freely reigns.

The calm and wild expatriate, the dissident disdains.

I mark my passing with no trace and leave it just because..

The longing for a wicked game of never when and was.

By RayFed

From: United States

Website: https://soundcloud.com/mr-ray-fed

Twitter: @Mr.RayFed