Bizarre
I seek your refuge
In a cave of mountain words
where the tides are tucking rocks
the sand is sinking the seagulls
red creatures are peeking in nervous
I see no light but I hope
In a breeze of cold dreams
where the moon shines
the stars are aligning the planets
silent sleepers are curling in shivers
I stand in a maze
grasp the bizarre
lay in bare
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