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David DeSantis

Rookie (01/29/85 / Utica, NY)

***** Re-occurring Dreams


Red sky at dawn
blows wind against my back,
its cold icy fingers
summon wolves in a pack

she was in my thoughts
like a record i once knew

red sky,
blue clouds,
a mind lost

in its hues.

Submitted: Friday, December 04, 2009
Edited: Friday, December 04, 2009

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