counting spirals in
a grey white world
A flash of a second
blades of grass fall
dew to my bare feet
Look up to that sky
Alabama blue and
those clouds where
I dreamed my own
dreams of Tranquility
Hand in hand, side
by side is where
I still dream of you
and her, out of
reach, out of site
but in the clouds
I can still see you
Living for today
is killing me and
those ghosts of
the bliss I once
knew, love I've
never felt again
It's just one of
those backwards
steps I have to
take, accept
and let the words
escape me again
in dreams of
Tranquility, it's
where I want
to exist, with
you both still
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