A place to gather words before they get lost.
We'll still write our origin story, in brittle leaves, and bark, composted soil,
rotten timber, forgotten flowers; peat bogs before the prospects of oil
Some stories, forgotten; Some stories, remembered
Where paper bleeds ink, we recapture a life, lived, inside the recoil
for #mastoprompt
Coffee cups contain words and ink; some ideas need more sweetening
for Algot
Flat landscapes of fields with little architecture but wheat
Monotonous traveling, hours wandering through lands we'll eat
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Winding paths lead to legendary trees -
long rooted in dirt, dug down beneath
layers of time's fallen pieces and debris -
where we pause: take a moment's quiet to breathe
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Moments etched in sand, just before ocean waves crash and erase; priceless ephemeral treasures leaving us lingering at the edge of little more than memory's trace
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Restless Bird - a rasorial jazzman blowing in a horn bent within a melodic key, scratching out a mash of electric wired notes, making music change again: dancing inside the thoughts just meant to be free
A verse brings us closer through words and replies
Averse knots a fence dividing truth from lies
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Audio mix board mash up - remix toward a new sound;
these engineers found the groove inside the track, now we move
to the beat of the strange, an alternative universe, re-arranged;
Today's experiment makes tomorrow a day to pulse on through
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Peace, we need - peace, we plead: We believe in peace
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