Coming soon

Rising from the depths of reminiscence

Est! Est! Est!

When would that have been?

said Phosphorescence.

I’m sorry I’m late.

I’m coming soon.

There is an anti-clockwise door.

Where they come from and where they are going.

The sea shows its true colours at night.

“Sits and smiles on the night.”

said william Blake.

I’m coming soon.

The bright star of dawn begins its prelude.

ω and α blew the wind simultaneously.

That's what the wind tells you.

Phosphorescence of Remembrance.

I’m coming soon.

There is a school of flowing vortexes.

That the seasons cannot be stopped.

“Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest.”

said William Shakespeare.

I’m coming soon.
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Rising from the depths of reminiscence

is a phantom      

in the dead of night.

Mar 15