Ffffttt
An idea gone
Lost to the globe
In younger days
In sweeter ways
Radiant halo
Knowing it's all right
Moon walkin the clouds
Fractured rays thaw ice packed veins
All that was left was a name tag
And a note
Daily phone calls
Snatched
God is playing God with us
Visions ghosts...bouncing on trampolines
Jumping portals
Ashes
Ashes
We all sprout wings
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