Tag: echo. sting
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Siren Dream
Sirens I hear them… The calls of the sirens The loudness stops moving sound It bleeds through Chicago wallpaper Like perspiration sliding off A lemonade pitcher in mid July You see the glowing signs The twinkle of blue and red lights Shinning in obsidian night Catch misty eyes unabated by sleep They speak…
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