The Song of Purple Summer
Sunday, April 4, 2010
A DREAM
ease
till we're somewhere else,
somewhere far away
separation
a fire starts;
smoke billows
I make the escape,
tho afraid you won't
terror
all of a sudden,
I see you
amidst the others
slowly, you come up
from down below
relief
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