# Visitor… Author: Jiblits Tags: Poem Imported from SF2 with no description. Spinning in place, mentally fallen down Internally, the physical outside doesn’t match a mental frown The smile is somewhat twisted, to those who see passed the eyes reflecting a nice situation What lay further is made of truth, beyond possible hesitation Here I am, again, like a new record broken  Reliving delusions for what wasn’t spoken  This old dance… The old infinite chance… Source: https://sofurry.com/s/Xek7gO0e