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Feb 2021
Ghost in the machine
still looking for a feeling
I can feel the sky clear
blue wind whistles green
it hums the bass
full and hollow echoes
melancholic hope
is a dream start to finish
turning inward I reel
at the scene I’m painting
everyday the grey away
cold light twinkles bright
throughout the night
a lullaby.

©️JMCole
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MyDystopiA
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