It was late in the evening
In the clouds immersed
Drowning in the silence of that evening
Alive and awake
the moon floats bright
purple blue ocean sky
a thousand scents fill
as we walk the beaten hilly track
jagged rocks thorny slippery muddy obscure
my hand reached out to your void
forsaken in the darkness of that one night
in oblivion
I
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