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mirage
in blood pumped
puddle
lips on horizon
parting-
pleading cloud
escape
to labyrinths dark
and safe.
coloursoftehsoul
i’ve grown fond
of ebb
and
glow felt through
cemetery
snow,
no tear a waste on
face gone
stone
to face what’s
gone
before lilies
bask at
dawn.
lone light
in barren lot,
do you dream? dare i dim
the haze over graves not yet grey,
bless a breath to deaden hate,
reimagining escape
so late.
hands in the garden 