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Lost Thoughts by Kenneth Vincent Walker



Lost Thoughts


When I think about all


The strange ideas that


I hadn’t shared—that


Evaporated in thin air;



Forever lost in the mist,


Plunged into the abyss;


Never to see the light


Of day crystal clear.



When I think about all


The odd tales I hadn’t


Told—ones atypically


Outlandish and bold.



Forever lost in time or


In my subconscious


Mind; nevertheless the


Unfulfilled remain still



And they remain cold.

1 Comment


Well said. How easy it is to think up stories and yet never bring them to the surface.

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