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Darken clouds and blue stars,
How often shall you visit?
To find my long winded prayers ignored,
For the geese still walk onto my porch.
Like the sound of crunchy leafs going home,
No footsteps behind footprints of mine.
As I retrace our last farewell.
There was hope in sunsets, before
the wolves moaned madly.
And the mood storms took over my bed.
You were the sunlight to a harridan head.
As I lift skirt tails in laughter; embraced
our meld with glowing grey matter.
Now my love hidden in wondering twilight.
I am blinded by the clouds and ...