eclipse Posted April 21, 2016 Share Posted April 21, 2016 Dreaming in the trenches, I caught the red moon and placed it into the eye of the the wind-horse. We flew-following the smoke of history, resting in a field we gave shelter to poppies from souls buoyed on Christly tears as they made clean the red moon. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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