Perception goes so far and almost drowns in the dephts of completely never-ending imagination, memory unravels repressed segments of colliding shreds, and ignites them all at once, like little torches which celebrate salvation.
Intuition is unspeakably strong and invites oblivion with the destiny on rare randevu,
head stays in the state of firm contemplation with effects that remind on incomprehensible deja vu....
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Posted: Aug 3
About this poem:Deja Vu-ability to feel or percieve things that mind experienced in some mysterious way unexplainable to human psyche.