Tuesday, August 15, 2017

15 august

up comes the down and it's a town to the left of right
bright thoughts dimly drifting to haze
remember when we used to
remember all the ever else
and there was never any used to
and there was never any else
and yet and yet and yet
the fade waylaid could wander right
the set aside found once again
but dream instead to see
wish of wonder, bright returning
wish of wanting, knowing what

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