'Details'
*
How does one tell the world,
intricate
details
of
why
mine minds
continuously
chaotic
swirl?
it's like asking the moon,
'where does one get that iridescent pearl?
it's just below eye curl;
in all honesty:
it turns a fantastical & estimated atmospheric hurl.
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