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Drips From the Moon

Spinning stairs and building blocks
Are scattered under my bed
Books I have stopped — dreams I’ve lost
Comprise my regrets

Ringing in my ears and wrinkles in my palm
The window is open  and the wind is calm

Hands hold the power  to devour my dreams
Cannot stop the sweat or silence the screams
Clouds are coming for my chaotic room
Rain will conspire  as it drips from the moon

Blinding rays and empty house
Both arrive at noon
Books I have stopped — dreams I’ve lost
Comprise my regrets

Ringing in my ears and wrinkles in my palm
The window is open  and the wind is calm

Hands hold the power  to devour my dreams
Cannot stop the sweat or silence the screams
Clouds are coming for my chaotic room
Rain will conspire  as it drips from the moon

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