Baby Blue
She was a little.
Played along with the rain,
Recited a spell in the jungle.
Like the whistle of the train,
rang forward without any pain.
A lot of things had been seen.
Entering the empire of misery,
Letting them in to break the mystery.
Dang! They’re only temporary!
Her presence,
Creeping down to the sand.
Wrinkle
Spread by broken bones
Held by empty cones.
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