Butterscotch sky

seagulls

 

fly a V:

 

here beneath

we slip slide

 

dance a shuffle.

 

Destiny has

no cure

 

for maimed

dreams,

 

we are but this:

sugar sweet

 

sky

 

shifting sea

rhythm.

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