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song flutters boundlessly

wisps of wool dot the simple blue countryside

(neW-year snowflakes settle betwixt millions of green blades)

golden rays of faith pour in

i am warm


 

scenes change                                                              stunning cOld

            sudden dark                                         eyes shut

    can’t think                                                                                       cleaRly

                                                blind     sided

seeing the end?                                                                        it’s so far         

                  Lifeblood                                               waterfall, i beg

        am i                                                                      allowed a Dream?

                        no       but maybe

maybe next spring

                                                                     of blooming colour maybe

                                                                     the stars will come back         out

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