Dreams - Poem by dophine boy
I ran I ran I ran as a child ran. I run now in adulthood no paths no dusty roads no hills to climb, no avenue of smells ‘the foggy shores of my mind, great ship no sail no hope. Jiggered rocks swirl my maidens wail, distant drum calls me no wilderness to love.
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