in the cold cold inert hole
i see you
making a magic potion
with
moonlight, tears & some plane powdered dreams
we drink it up.. plunge into the sea straight off the cliff. drifting on currents to faraway coral reefs. spread around the rest on the shore. sparrows taste it and are moon-struck. dream of building a nest up there.
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we drink it up.. plunge into the sea straight off the cliff. drifting on currents to faraway coral reefs. spread around the rest on the shore. sparrows taste it and are moon-struck. dream of building a nest up there.
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