Dreams Of Dust Poem by soren Barrett

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Dreams Of Dust

Broken the reed in Pan's fife
Silent the music that cuts like a knife
A drought scratching thirst in the dark
Dripping clear notes from a lark

The dust of dreams blows in destiny‘s winds
Broken bits of hope and of sins
Grit in the eye brings water that runs
Down the gutter of time and scorching suns

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