bubbling

quiet seas

at high tides.

rocky shores

for sidewalks.

waves that

break

at stratums

of pulsing veins.

listen

to the ache

for a feeling

never

seen.

touch

the fear

that

rumbles

between

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do you listen

to the stories

and believe

in their endings.

in the suns

that set.

and the moons

that rise.

and the stars

that shine

because

it is so dark

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waving

the leaves are back on the trees

and the rustle is rife

in the air

again

sometimes

it is the familiar

that saves

you

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dark

amongst stories

of dark worlds.

and fallen angels.

and scars. that never heal.

there are shades

of light. and stars

shining bright.

waiting for you

to come home

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bedlam

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in the bedlam

of days

there are times

when the haze

of yesterdays

will come in

and play.

and there are times

when the decay

of the better times

will come in and stay.

and we will

pray

in the only

way

we know how

to ask

for a way

to make the less. less.

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Photograph by Lydz Leow