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Green lights
An orgiastic future fades
How to grasp when the tension
Between the possible and impossible
Fails?
*
A blueish lawn turns frosty
And naked feet will never progress
Along the faded roses.
Futile fears
Turn the city into shadows
Wailing about their loss.
*
We live in obscurity
Possessed by reckless
Dreams that were
Never meant to succeed.
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© HMH, 2021
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