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  • Writer's pictureHeavenly Chaos

Fading Flashes

The lights flash in the darkness I provide. I close my eyes, and watch a radar- the distance between them and I. I am intrigued, as music plays, to spot the changes. New flashing colors present rising challenges. The broken mileage. Easing effortlessly with time allotted, to shift, and inspire thin wiring. Wiring within the brain that has led to consistent change. Threats erased; thoughts of a coming age. The flashes connect to present visions and words. Sights to be seen, remain; while sights seen fade away.

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