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ripples in the sun
wisps of scorching summer days
we ran through wheat fields
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ripples in the sun
wisps of scorching summer days
we ran through wheat fields
^:thumbs_up
(that's funny, good poems seem to be contagious, ahhh-chooo!)
We ran through wheat fields
Golden saturated dream
The calm wind remains
:lol:
The calm wind remains
sitting on hills at sunset
it's Alice in chains
it's Alice in chains
"we seemed to have broken down
along the brick road"
Along the brick road
we whisper our dreams in stone
and mulberry trees
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And mulberry trees
From whence we pick stones and dust
And find the ripest
And find the ripest
among all beautiful dregs
you crouch underneath
You crouch underneath
To find the most beautiful
and secret garden
and secret garden
stories of roses and vines
waterfall of lights
waterfall of lights
reflect and shine lambience
twinkling sunlight
Twinkling sunlight
dancing upon ocean waves
where a Siren calls
where a Siren calls
why Greece steps into my mind
your love rekindles
Your love rekindles
before the fireside warmth
memories rise as smoke
memories rise as smoke
i raise my hands to catch them
they get lost in dreams
They get lost in dreams
wandering dark mazes
trapt in illusion