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dreams
Across the broken days of pride
unlatch the door for the boreholes
Her freckles shine in the emerald sun
Her hopes are the same as yours
She runs
solace is what she prays for
A veil of tears ponders
ran naked through the flames
and burnt like you
until unbuttoned 2 became one
eyes to eyes
catherine wheels they span
now everyday is a haywire alone
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Antony Glaser
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