Wind Rising In The Alleys
Wind rising in the alleys My spirit lifts in you like a banner streaming free of hot walls. You are full of unspent dreams.... You are laden with beginnings.... There is hope in you... not sweet... acrid as blood in the mouth. Come into my tossing dust Scattering the peace of old deaths, Wind rising in the alleys, Carrying stuff of flame.
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"Wind rising in the alleys..."
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