somewhere
i am dancing yellow
breathing blue breezes
quiet, where the
streams gently wash
away the horizon I ran from
before these poppies because
forests.
this somewhere is eternally
safe. peaceful as i always
new.
why did I ever believe
myself to have left the place
where I am still dancing yellow
....here....
breathing breezes blue.
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