Transience
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Repose doesn't come up ripe
no more inputs, right
what could be such super feed
that ignites robust sleep
Thoughts in, thoughts out,
passing shows-
all passive on the track-
forget what? Nothing is new
old wine and balanced glass!
Waiting on the eyelids closed
a shadow super dark,
casts a ring to rustic light
that rolls- up and down, in sparks
Grapevine on the window aisle
the distant singing lark
brightest is the moonlit sky
drowned into a dream, this fast?
21st Dec 2019
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