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...shiny days
ocean hands, fingers,
and eyes...
breathing
in the creature-treed
skies
Chasing the Clouds Away
And so,
just like the radiant sun
swirling on some spacious
breeze,
the minds of human-dust,
glimmering in grains,
on sidewalks of fleeting summer,
beneath
though trilling birds,
in savage arms
'round the playful heart
of a storm,
while beauty, beauty, beauty
beating from inside it all...
radiate September waves.
Do you remember
the rhythm?
When the dancing lights,
rocking,
paused upon the
pier's wooden piling?
and eyes...
breathing
in the creature-treed
skies
Chasing the Clouds Away
And so,
just like the radiant sun
swirling on some spacious
breeze,
the minds of human-dust,
glimmering in grains,
on sidewalks of fleeting summer,
beneath
though trilling birds,
in savage arms
'round the playful heart
of a storm,
while beauty, beauty, beauty
beating from inside it all...
radiate September waves.
Do you remember
the rhythm?
When the dancing lights,
rocking,
paused upon the
pier's wooden piling?
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