Dreaming my way to you

For all your roads you’ve left

no one real one,

just this scent and broken twig

and heady subjugation.

	Julie on I’d so rather write…
	ChasingDoubt on Wind and grass
	DiosRaw on The Blueprint
	ChasingDoubt on Perched
	DiosRaw on What I thought about toda…

	Julie on I’d so rather write…
	ChasingDoubt on Wind and grass
	DiosRaw on The Blueprint
	ChasingDoubt on Perched
	DiosRaw on What I thought about toda…

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