Arabian Nights


There’s interest on each corner
Spectrum s of dying honor
The sun awaits he said
While laid on my back I rest

I don’t need help to do what I do
I’ve got strength and peace
Yet the man insisted
In reaching for the sun
While I rested
Letting the sky
On my mind fall at dusk

Read more in Vol. I (PS)


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