Fantasy Land. Poem by Eva Polak

Fantasy Land.

Fantastic voyage. Fantastic voyage. Mirable visions, pretty voices. Keeping the void inside. No word, no cry. Crowded roads, it is the sky, it is the sky, it is the Universe, all above and around. Pretty voices, pretty voices, fantastic voyage, all in a time of a glimpse of light.

Friday, September 16, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: light,sky,voices
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