Don't pluck your dreams
on a barren land;
unending monochromes might sprout
instead of short-lived spectrums.
Don't pluck your dreams
on the moonlit clouds;
your own wings might fall
instead of golden raindrops.
Don't pluck your dreams
on shoes that don't fit your feet.
A lifetime is taken
with a foreign heartbeat.
—MLD | 12202020
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Artifice
שיריםMy question marks were never caged but they always find ways to conceal their images and trick the pachydermatous spectator with artifice. Maybe, certainty can be Socrates listening to the mixtape in my closet? Maybe uncertainty can be me withou...
