Saturday, November 7, 2015

"Prism dreams"

I wonder, once again, what's fated
Prism dreams are reinstated
Cascade waves, once more, in time
Windswept words, once more, in rhyme
Weathered will now bears the brunt
The piercing stare that now is blunt
Turns inward to the farthest dreams
Naught of doom, though so it seems

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