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Pepper Dawn

Bidding your time for what kind of love
What a nice life what a nice night with a picture in a camera
Time unravels without you
Now serving, who without what
Be it something I could have ran with
The words roll out faster than the carpet
What is significance what is lost forever 
In a moment of a dream
Fear slows time

Peppers dawn 
Lotus swan

I can’t say what I believe
I died a thousand deaths
 Without the 1000 hugs
That belief is villainess
Albatross bleeding 
Such a fuss, hoodlum, villain

Peppers dawn

The authentic wreckage of confronting choices 
Together thousands become millions
And its loneliness, no reasons no questions 
Silent seed whispering soul 
Queries the lost  the unborn and free those born to truth

Lotus swan
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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