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 A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, and got in your eye. |
| We warm again, another day… Arriving. What’s lacking this morning, I don’t know. Bored, again? We could make plans to trip together… Bother? When you’re out, I stand on precipices alone, Staring. Life was gift-wrapped packages of bursting energy Lost to the sun, I suppose. Where do those dreams really go? Was childhood a guided tour to lose us In forests Where it’s kind of nice, dreamy, or haunted, I’d guess. But, I can’t linger long in those places… No patience. True storybooks would require academia… Not fairytale. I might be an exhibit of the harm… Lack charm If not sheltered but taught right. Care? We could plan a trip somewhere — No time. We’re working and earning for something… Freedom? I’ll have food warm when you get here. Wine? Maybe, candlelight and a simple poem… I love you. 7.22.25 32 lines, free verse  |
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