These dreams.

The dreams too heavy to holdthe human in me boldbut not an invincible soul who upon years and years, toilsthe earth caked and parchedhoping, praying for a drop of raina solace, the unfamiliar comfort of mercy that drenchesand from the land deada green leaf emerges.It's a dream, oh baby,just a dream,ones that vanishes in a wispwith the... Continue Reading →

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