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Circus

I dreamt of the circus

Of hand painted wooden homes

Better traveled than me

A cat on a ledge

Watching lazy after hours

The bonfires will be gone by morning

Leaving wheel ruts in the mud

Laughter, music in the early hours

As we care take the dreams

Of those who sleep

// Eóten

Posted byLuithaNovember 22, 2021April 13, 2022Posted inPoetry, UncategorizedTags:dreams, poetry, travel

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