Wanderlust

Beyond the pale a
deep red stirs alone,
Forgotten by cold hard
yet acquainted with stone,
It squeezes now new –

With the sand mountains
pouring a pale blue,
Memories of a deep home
that it always knew –
Beyond the pale.

wanderlust

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