Heard footsteps up and down
Felt their eyes
With creases of frown
In an evening without
me
Faces that pass
on the way
Smiles that dilute
when they pray
In an evening without
me
Hopes that sleep
On a frail reed
Calls a name
Denied of worldly
fame
In an evening without
me
Come feed my inhibition, freedom, pain, and surrender. Usher me to breed creation for life, vision, and knowledge
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