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Tuesday, June 27, 2017


Hunting in shadows
The ghosts of dreams, and secrets
Poison within me

Softly approaching
The muse captures the mystic
With soothing visions

Tomorrows promise
Transparent, as light as silk
The soft kiss of fate

Adrift in the void
The spirits of samsara sing
The wild, wailing wind

Touching everything
Between the heavens and earth
Specter in the garden

Brush the new flowers
Fingers bruise the dark blossom

Cut by the sharp thorns

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