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My Abracadabra
Fading dreams have gone astray
like old-time stairs within my soul
listening to crickets knee hopping,
playing, no tomorrow for fools
Fools are those without dreams
an ego for a moment's dime
lost in mahogany's driftwood
But the shadow on the stone
hasn't lost its divining radiance
reaching for her loving equinox
touching the breath of my love...
My abracadabra
Published 18th Mar 2023
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