A dreamscaped cloud sets like a fog over my mind's eye Armies with their guns
Calloused fingers, ragged ropes. His hands, dripping with the scent of sea water.
The smell of a past storm in the distance, leaving a trail of soaked sidewalks, littered with wiggling worms. Afternoon sun, radiationg its golden light upon helicopter seeds
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