Lynn Lullaby Poems

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Like A Careless Black Bird

I dreamed I could fly, free like a bird.
Just when I woke up I was back in the dirt,
Back in absurd, back being hurt,
Back to see everything that had occurred,

Cold Heart Speaking

Winter, keep these lands empty,
Keep the ground frozen,
Keep the fields hard and cold.
In huts lock them in,

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