I am.
Slow poke. No child prodigy.
Finally. Let go.
Around, About.
The age of thirty.
Fading. My thinking,
Changed.
From reality.
Through story.
Into illusion.
I am.
Slow poke. No child prodigy.
Finally. Let go.
Around, About.
The age of thirty.
Fading. My thinking,
Changed.
From reality.
Through story.
Into illusion.