Refractions of Reality

I crave the dew

Of a new time and place

Where colors are all true

And we find common space

Refractions of reality

That hearts may be on display

And we all, to put it simply,

Might know what’s in a name

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A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.

Blossom. Re-blossom. Keep doing it.

"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"

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