Leftover courses

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Yesterday’s love lays on the horizon

As a kind of beautiful, only found

In a once in a lifetime kind of love

My heart skipped over the ocean

Until a wave rose up- to drown it

Mirages feel real until you get there

No sky, no floor, space of emptiness

Akin as if some black magic took over

I passed by Alice and some others

By some unearned grace, I emerged

My heart washed up on foreign shores

Feeling like an empty shell discarded

Black magic always brings you pain     

Allure of darkness makes us… insane

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Poet of the Light © 2022

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