Feelings Come - Poem by Alexander Julian
Experience isn't always romance.
There must be love.
We might take a shower in no feeling by pleasure.
Years go on- moments near have our local revolutions between pauses.
Something may go on a little longer.
People should be able to feel us in absence of matter related to existence.
A feeling can get so divided, so tangled, so beyond us where belief is.
Games are used for the same reason which in earnest people refuse them.
Light goes away then returns.
Our sun really comes to Earth by illusion from its paralysis.
Mazes aren't realized in time for change during onslaughts prepared.
Discovery remains invisible until we're on source.
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