Thoughts Running Free 1
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looking through mind’s eye
as if in a trance
perhaps due to circumstance
or perchance the last dance
then again on the fly
without condescending
blending all elements in sight
I start to cry
wolf wolf the fear has arrived
disguised but still here
feel the fear
blowing in the winds of fate unknowing
death seeks to end the lie
just die bye bye die
then come again with reason
in another season
to veer out of last dance trance
to fly again in the universal wind
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2025
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