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Derelicts Moments Ago
Listening to the falling rain
or giving life to phantom pain
of whispering winds
with flashlights
giving me a kiss
in fields of stones
Now hearing voices
of derelicts and cicadas
and haunting harmonies
moments ago
rising with the bones
in fields of stones
or giving life to phantom pain
of whispering winds
with flashlights
giving me a kiss
in fields of stones
Now hearing voices
of derelicts and cicadas
and haunting harmonies
moments ago
rising with the bones
in fields of stones
Published 23rd Jul 2024
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