Living in a land of forgotten dreams and patchy highways
i encounter apparitions that ,really , i should know by now
If i had a fire to burn this dross away
immediately id'e torch this mess of unfulfilled desire
burn them savagely cast their ashes in the sea
and breath air annointed in pure sunlight
and the freshness of rain that bathes this earth
that is the place i would call home
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