Cloud walk (Photo by D Blake)
If I were to say to you
that my hands can no longer,
that my legs cannot,
that my mind is lost,
is wandering,
has forgotten
you,
me,
that barren,
waste, land between,
still, I
dream,
Poetry | Dream
Cloud walk (Photo by D Blake)
If I were to say to you
that my hands can no longer,
that my legs cannot,
that my mind is lost,
is wandering,
has forgotten
you,
me,
that barren,
waste, land between,
still, I
dream,
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