Inner Wishes
The unmistakeable frame
The place that we wait
Every one has our own
Places to relax flesh and bones.
With no harm
With harmony.
With no greed
No social stratum.
Just the pursuit of happiness
Like a walkabout on the autunm.
This place maybe is lost in time
Stuck in our inner wishes.
Waiting for us
As we wait for it.
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