Fleeing through a maze of darkened alleyways,
Amazed, your back retreats before me.
You're back to haunt my waking moments, sleeping whiles.
Moments sleeping no longer harbour safety.
Safety darts ahead, elusive prey.
A head that holds the dreams of wanton fire;
Of wanting already this heart knows too much.
To much disdain still onwards strives for peace.
For peace this vessel's yearning, craving; sighs.
Is yearning destiny's fleet fuel for change?
For change and growth and spirit so essential,
Spirits so to shores of far-flung pledge.
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