Endless words flowing
through the dregs
and stanchioned heaves
of every mind.
sobbed ineer man
slashed with stripes of waves
feature oasis driping from core reserves
quenching thirst of wanderers in the pathed land
sweeping substance like turnadoes
living no trace of life
either dumped as ruined heaps for explorers
or sedimented into the ocean everflowing
waves travellers
never chained by boundaries
goggle pilgrims
comes in different forms
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