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Writer's pictureFarooq

Foresight


Foresight, never to see or to wonder, the charm you bring to my emptiness, lonely night, alone, the sound of children in the playground, moaning moaning in pain,


Im running, footsteps, the door shuts behind me, drapped over the countertop soft light...


I come to the surface, grasping, grasping for air

I wake up from my dream, my fantasy, a homecoming, dripping, a drop one sip at a time, I drink...


You torch my fire

Sinking

The ship docks, ores, burnt ashes, floating


It's the day after

Shall I begin again!

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