Once again down the backstairs the pitch black stairs
Shall we go,
Wearing only violet rainfall there where the stars sprawl
Indigo shadows appear as though not at all,
Once was always is always changing the same
Intermissions expire alone and unseen
Images appear like dreams upon some screen,
Go we shall stairs black pitch the stairs back the down again once,
All at not though, appear shadows indigo .

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-29 at 09:38

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