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Pseudohallucination

When she walks she looks at the moon
Like the cloud that follows her in the room
From the distance she's beautiful
Over time she'll make you fall
There's a smile beyond her dark eyes
She thunders in when the lightning cries
Inside a shell just below the sea
She comes in like a storm chasing her dreams
She finds herself in between
Her stitches show inside the seams
Threaded upon something you may recognize
Sewn among everything that you want to rhapsodize

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Comments (18)

Thank you all for your wonderful comments and votes! It was my pleasure and honor to be featured as Poem of the Day! I enjoy creating it; one of my favorites!
That which is hidden meant to be seen.. iip.. James
Like a late-60's psychedelic song by the Beatles, you narrate the wildly improbable as though it is 'reality' and gain admirers in the process. Happy for your success and hope you enjoyed creating.
Cool poem😊😊👏👏.
The many layers of imagination..very nice poem..
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