XVI.
CARDS.
Meet me in my dreams,
in time of clock's rims.
The blue moon will wait
and stars shall be entourage
as the forest opens the gate
of our kingdom built in mirage.
Lilies will bow down
to majesties of no crown.
-darryl.
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