Thursday, April 30, 2026

A dream to sell.

I won't tell you 

how to dream. 

Beauty and age. 

Waif. 


She's something. 

Like I know of 

fortune to come. 

Humbly congregate. 

Near and dear to me. 


Tell me a story dear. 

Say what you mean. 

Put your heart into it. 

This congregation 

us infamous. 

The hue deep blue. 

The canopy 

of blue dress.

I find you. 

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