dreams

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poppies

amongst the angst, twisting
through seconds that drip
between tears that rain
bursts fragmented seedlings
blown in the breezes blue
somewhere between night
and yesterday landing gently
upon loamy wanting calls
tomorrow’s blossoms reach
out of the darkness’ passion
from the chaos of possibility
dreams smile orange and kind.

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