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Wage war in moonlit dawn
Poems
Feb 2020
Untitled 2
The dream of floating,
it was too strong to let me be,
my absurd desire!
That longing had a pulse.
Riding the stormy clouds
there came a scent beautiful...
wrapping me with a will to live.
My heart beat to it.
A shore nearing!
That of the sacred wild-flower.
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