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Sound the Horns
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Dreams smile inside
despite the artifice of reality
sun shining
just past the last mile.
Lace scattered across the heather
remnants of youth's rhapsody
betoken autumn's fall.
Winter vespers
nip far too early
in this life...
the lone wolf's howl
brings reckoning to the lost.
The disparity of delusions
and self grandeur baying for alms
neath a crescent moon.
The final hunt bears running...breathe.
despite the artifice of reality
sun shining
just past the last mile.
Lace scattered across the heather
remnants of youth's rhapsody
betoken autumn's fall.
Winter vespers
nip far too early
in this life...
the lone wolf's howl
brings reckoning to the lost.
The disparity of delusions
and self grandeur baying for alms
neath a crescent moon.
The final hunt bears running...breathe.
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