Soil..

Tears in my eyes
unleashed
near the Arctic circle

We are fine
yes; my friend
time it speaks

Let these
butterflies
glide freely
untrue, unreal
in our dream
world – real
It all feels
like the rainbow
children underneath
our soil

Helium hearts
and so on
Flowers grow!

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