Travelling through dimensions

I am one of those lonely people

Who thrive in the absence of others

For I am never alone but away

Apart from the world for hundreds of years


And when I come back from each journey

From the parallel dimension called writing

I come dressed up with ideas and ideals

Reconfiguring my beliefs, evolved


In awe that only a few minutes have gone, when it feels that I´ve been away, apart from the world for hundreds of years.


©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya

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