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death & dreams

the arpeggio of strings,

a distant voice sings,

for pleasantly contained spaces,

in far away places.

somewhere sweet

and safe, with

sorrows embraced,

far in the distance,

neath moonlit plains,

white stars,

wave crashing and

undeveloped terrain.

the cool cast of a fire-y past,

riper, wiser, and

unaffected by change.

looking black,

at looking back.

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courtney-pruitt

30 / F

Published: Aug 5, 2017
LinesWords: 1755

Notes: But back's where I am, and it's all that I have.

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