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By Johnny GerbrandtPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Echoes of eternity pass by in ever-changing landscapes converging in a tapestry of delight, that once held cannot be grasped again, the train has left and the singularity in stride begins, not as one that can see all at one time, can grasp all, but a passenger in direction cohorst, able to taste touch and smell all that is within the mighty train, and all that is without is forbidden, no tangible forms, distorted ghostly figures bellowing tales of time, whisked away on a trajectory headed for the unknown we remain blind and deaf, oblivious to the whole, believing we are so.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Johnny Gerbrandt

Love lifting, love writing, love designing. My journey is a strange one but I love it. learning constantly.

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