One night, let's escape from this world Tiptoe past zombies, clueless & curled Clutch the cloak of darkness, as we elope Far from the living dead to a place of hope Holding hands we leave shadowy streets Barking dogs, open bins, parks, retreats Before the eye of morning probes and finds We'd have flown far away to pleasant climes -AR
THE HIGH WALL The high wall You once Built to Keep me out Has since Grown vines, Flowers and Tender sprouts Each day the World views My Arabesque Designs Come around Someday, see The tendrils Shoot & climb - AR
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