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New Light Beam
New Light Beam
I wasn’t born this bright
And there was no way I could see
How growing up inside the dark could bring light out of me
I seen a new light beam
It cast onto to trees
And each drive there was a window of time
I saw the emerald sea
There was a humid haze between myself and the never-ending valley
With pollen speeding fast into my eyes from air-rushed...
Friday 3rd June 2022 4:32 am
Red Granite
Red Granite
Listen closely and hear
To know what the dawn needs
Tired eyes and a drifting thought
You must be astronaut sat upon God’s knees
Closer to hear
What the colors of dawn needs
Poppyseed fields at the foot of a valley
The crimson of God’s teeth
Wednesday 29th September 2021 6:58 pm
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