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It’s time for another rhyme
flying through the space
of time
cracker jack diamond
space
writing at my own
pace
tasting colours of light
fantasy invades my
lucid sight
nights will pass and rest will
come
time will drip momentously
numb
bones will scream like sheets of
white
bringing promises of new
sight
mirroring sadness of another
sky
thirsting through the war-dust of
why’s
we write we dream of
fantasy
words float up in clear
fallacy
how blue is your star
how true are you
ajar?
© Kim van Breda—4 April 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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