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.

	ChasingDoubt on Perched
	DiosRaw on What I thought about toda…
	Julie Fissinger on In case you forgot
	ChasingDoubt on Ecstasy
	ChasingDoubt on Relativity

	ChasingDoubt on Perched
	DiosRaw on What I thought about toda…
	Julie Fissinger on In case you forgot
	ChasingDoubt on Ecstasy
	ChasingDoubt on Relativity

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