Nomad Omnia Biography

The sharp blade of her mind
Slips through the fabric of her life.
Shredded memories overlapped,
Overlaid and woven into
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The wind of humanity washes over me
Tugging at my clothes
sucking the breath from my lungs.
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I am a dish
Best served re-heated
And enjoyed
tongue-in cheek.
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If I had words like Shakespeare,
To reveal my heart for all of time
Tearing love Immortalised,
Distilled to fourteen lines of rhyme...
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Stepping out of time, it seemed,
The scene I saw was one I dreamed,
Or else some sacred, hidden key
Released a treasured memory.
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