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Spin Cycle Of Barefoot Dreams
So close, within reach with a stepladder,
"à couper le souffle", breathtaking
of eaves falling, holding little hands.
In Autumn's spin cycle of barefoot dreams,
with a sweet breeze for these magical carpets,
listening to the silence of acorns echoing.
Sautéed in memories of long ago,
now in eternal sleep, as I lay weeping.
"à couper le souffle", breathtaking
of eaves falling, holding little hands.
In Autumn's spin cycle of barefoot dreams,
with a sweet breeze for these magical carpets,
listening to the silence of acorns echoing.
Sautéed in memories of long ago,
now in eternal sleep, as I lay weeping.
Published 10th May 2023
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10th May 2023 11:39pm
11th May 2023 00:30am
11th May 2023 1:37am
Nice style. Seems somewhat depressing and tragic, as if the reminiscence causes the narrative to long for something they've lost.
11th May 2023 1:42am
