Blind Spot

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory frozen back in time, a time long gone swept by the July winds crossing an open field…

My spot in space was nothing but a figment of my flawed imagination, my place in your arms but a lucid dream on the way to elsewhere.

Everyone has a blind spot…you were mine.

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