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lucid dreams with hay
a cloud permeats vast colorization in the sky
charcoal apathy
the hope to be set free
silence
eternity
has taken a great hold of me
in the vast scheme of things
there is a remedy
we treasure a red rose that was plucked a time before
faces, traces & spaces
on a pillow I lay my head to vast dreams in flight
forget the night for the day is also far spent
at the base of the frame lies my feet
a shudder of vast decorum to greet
my heart then skips a beat
yet only to awake to so much more but what ?
