‘Jeremiad,

As close I am to my dream today,

the unstable flame  

will set my world for a starless night.

Into the morning mist,

under the stars,

I sought for their sparkling light.

As I wish for the big wide world

to reimage my entire sight.

Through that mist, at dawn,

I felt life reflecting my rewrite.

In motion and not forgotten,

while the stars as eyes

spoke softly to my heart.

Here I reminisce the beauty

of the delusional affectioned depart.

While the dream still lives inside of me

I will seek for the slow meadows art.

But today, the hidden truth will sleep

In the world that slowly falls apart.



 

‘This Sunday,

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