Through the shards
sun is reflecting
lighting up the derelict house
like a kaleidoscope
Through the cracks in my eye
sunlight
like a memory
crumbling slowly into my arms
Dream and reality are mixing,
dancing
like dust in the
sunlight
I wish I could shake off
the dust I have gathered
to step into
the fresh
clear
winter
sunlight.
sun is reflecting
lighting up the derelict house
like a kaleidoscope
Through the cracks in my eye
sunlight
like a memory
crumbling slowly into my arms
Dream and reality are mixing,
dancing
like dust in the
sunlight
I wish I could shake off
the dust I have gathered
to step into
the fresh
clear
winter
sunlight.
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