
Dust and Sun Rays

Dust and sun rays talk to me in sheets of light that flutter silently Still too young to understand this simple dreamer gently gathers them in his hand My tenderly real handful of sun seeking to heal hearts that stumble lives that crumble Startled by his very heart they smile but always depart
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