I don’t know why your trembling on the railing,

maybe mental functions are now failing.

I’m sry?

But I have moons to howl at,

somethings to long for.

Dreams worthy of perfection,

a life thats perfectly not,

ecstasy made real by pain,

sun days by rain.

A palpable domain,

to make better,

or sustain.

Wake Up

This Sun is Real

This Heat You’ll Feel

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