Windsor Guadalupe Jr
Home - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
Tonight, the moon is calm
And the fires of the corona
Smelt of burnt gardens in dreams.
Tie me to you,
And I shall remain this way,
Like a soldier finding
His way back home.
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