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coruscating dreams of meraki

fall like leaves of the drought,

end up unspeakable in a family

of unsurmountable grief 

hummed of 'The Movie in My Mind'

and speak of my dreams unable to fly,

I sit with a silent soliloquy

woe my castle broken by pandemonium

feet bare on an unpaved rocky road

while the elder sits in their run-down carriage

people like me can't make the call

strings attached, a puppet of them all.