in thy times away
In disharmony, the hate,
the bitter, the bad.
more than sad
am I mad
or crazy or hazy
like the ozone dispersing in holes
or in the dark tunnels like the mole
In the wind scattering particles
the grit in thy eyes
or the sun rays sparkling
reflecting water in light and shade
the moods like emerald sapphire and jade
In time sways and fades
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