#WritcoPoemPrompt118

Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes.

Pathways and places of large discoveries,
To hide in a world of trepid boundaries,
To run from a life made entirely of recoveries,
And disappear into languid luxeries.

Time's endless stream flows forever,
To wait for a time of whenever,
To climb the stars to the warped time of supposedly never,
And wonder who could possibly be more clever.

Futures and pasts colliding,
To travel to the worlds aimlessly dividing,
To marvel at the breathtaking beauty of everything conciding
And all at once the chaos is subsiding.


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