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Locust Song

Waves of Brena

darken the Sky

Ushering forth the Light

of reflective rhythms-

Circadian drones.

Marked by the melody

Of a message-

Deep and frothy upon

waking lids –winking.

It is always this way.

A connection inevitable

as a familiar voice

that beckons.


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