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Landings

When the sun is gone

and my love lies down

the time is right and

I am up for contemplation

 

As I scrutinize my eyelids

from within my captive mind

moire and darken mauves

soothe my cuddled soul

 

A hand resting on my side

another nesting in mine

I see beyond dreams’ landings

capture the truth in Lalaland

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Among the ruins of Babble On

I stumbled on pebbles upon fables

Where a road could have been

remain but broken promesses

 

Among the ruins of Babble On

myriads of brave slogans have crumbled

Sadly buried under the rubbles

Crushed hopes of proportional representation