You erupt from a valley of silence. "These streets suffer dreamers,
I've grown enough to sow
my own fertile ambitions
into a different earth,
free of these preclusions,
My bones hungry for the sun
and not its rippling reflections."
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You erupt from a valley of silence. "These streets suffer dreamers,
I've grown enough to sow
my own fertile ambitions
into a different earth,
free of these preclusions,
My bones hungry for the sun
and not its rippling reflections."
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Read moreA collision of wind and rain weaving through the air tonight. Our star fueled ambitions teasing through a neon haze.
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