GREEN HEART
. . . . . . blue soul.
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Until I'm Home.
I feel like I'm on an island, far out at sea.
I'm all alone, no one but me.
I send up flares to all my friends,
But the wind comes in, and my signal bends.
The silence here is hard to bear,
I think I'll sleep until I'm there.
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