Moods
EVER CHANGING RODS IN MY BRAIN ... A CARELESS MERRY - GO - ROUND OF FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS. LIKE BEAMS OF LIGHT, YOU FLICKER UPON MY FACE ... BRINGING A TEAR ... THEN LAUGHTER ... ENDING. FINALLY NEVER TO BE SHOWN IN DEATH !
Moods
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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