Sunshine second
Missed by a minute or a mile
Believed by a beggar in denial
He heated it in the hour forthcoming
The moments they should have spent running
He assumed her his analeptic addiction
She blossomed beyond his outstretched reach
He did not understand unwilling to usurp
So he sat by signaling the stronger stallions
Land I’ve lost one day I will come home.
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