The Purple Brick Road
Living in the aftermath of Oz
Friday, November 21, 2014
3 AM
We meet again
and you are the lullaby I remember
Whisk me away
upon a shooting star
to where my inner child hibernates
in the heaving hirsute bosom of Ursa Major
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