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Made of These
The tears fall,
Unstoppable as
rain on autumn hay,
so I let them,
let them sink
as they sing-
paw prints in the snow
against my pillow.
He sleeps so quietly
beside me
so I let him,
let him hide in worlds away,
ones hidden in the day,
so he can hide in golden shrouds
of fairies’ dust on candy clouds.
The tears fall,
Dampening
November sn...
Thursday 9th November 2017 7:21 pm
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