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Prose 06/25/24'




Let me fly into the midnight sky,

Where the daisie's mist is reaching high;

With a star by my side, a little place to hide,

So I can sleep and rest inside my mind.


What I do draw about human kind,

I see so much fear to unwind;

For if you leave this broken child behind,

There's no beauty left for you to find. 


They come above the midnight clear,

Dark flesh creatures made to fear;

Where do they keep your soul held tight,

So that all your love is led to flight. 


Let a tear sink down your pretty face,

The waters will run, let them form a lake;

You will drown at first, losen what is held,

So that your treasure's heart is no more withheld.


I love you.

 
 
 

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