then...
dreams in the darkness
A metamorphosis
growing up
pubescent splendour
in pastels
& mini skirts
With pale skies
& watercolour
dreams
like flowered
tiaras
hell-bound
on growth
& success
Paled
bruised
& clinching
a future
rich in anatomic
wonder
An aftermath
of a path full
Memorised by
heart
Lived in the
blood
-x-
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