I came from a generation of laughter,
while night faded the flames
freeing the moon from its silence,
flowing with dreams, dewlike
hopes, singing in tenor, voices rising
from the ashes of a moment
before hearts felt the rhythmic trembling,
bleeding through the colors,
crisp, clean ivory and sunburst joy
believing the moments were healed,
blessed by grace…
amusement was relieved by the notes,
softly playing...
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