Gazing into that abyss beyond

Paralysed by feelings strange and lonesome
Gazing blankly at the sun upon the trees.
Where is it that he can’t come home from
Paralysed by unnumbered feelings lonesome?
Has he entered into that  new Kingdom
Accelerated by a random bomb
Paralysed by feelings strange and lonesome
Gazing into that abyss beyond

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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