Stepping into an array of visions, searching each one as it fills me with unexplainable thoughts.
Time revolves and all blends cognitively, introducing my mind to all manner of abstractions vying for attention.
Wanting to be heard and thought of, being placed in a myriad of poems, displayed in moments of fame as they are read in leisurely pursuits of learning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem