alongside the summer river alone with my thoughts
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close enough to convince the ghosts in the mist
don’t bother the gods will wake me up for my next adventure
paper folded thrice the crescent that left the summer sky
in time the reckoning of limbs in time
small steps into the azure pool where the dark matter lies dormant
every last drop of my muse well spent well raged
summer noon i’ve come to terms now that my muse is dead
lime green butterfly resuscitates the lifeless soil bed
summer noon the stillness in the garden crushed our souls
elancharan gunasekaran 