A Jumbled Mess
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After dark, it's just jam and disarray.
Like the rain of wet stars upon the moon.
Determine how to pinpoint a highway.
After dark, it's just jam and disarray.
Such as stained glass and silver gold to buy
My spirit will be full of wind whirls, soon.
After dark, it's just jam and disarray.
Like the rain of wet stars upon the moon.
Written: April 26, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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