Friday, 21 June 2019

Ray Two

We share jokes and put, hopes on those who reappear, geese rise among the lost, no one owns a crown, to be ushered in here, or put others down, those of us fussed, we'll always hold dear, what's been crossed, in our Ocean town, everything is clear, you know who is sound, someone to trust, she walks like the deer, with a hint of musk, everywhere she goes, she brushes away fear, never on her own, torches the falling years, each night a must, to bathe in happy tears, laugh before the dust

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