cool blue
costa rican
moon,
shining over
dark green
african shores;
bright white
LA lights,
filling
hot asian
nights
with promises
of tender
subtle
emissions;
give back
the day,
make it a home
again,
make it something
sleek
and graceful,
defiant
till the end;
be not
sorrowful,
we have made
our own
illusions,
we have bought
our own
dinner,
it is for us
to deny
the wisdom,
it is for us
to accept
the payment;
it is for us.
.
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