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Imagination

Pegged out ghosts in the garden

Dance on the breeze

The sails of a pirate ship

Heavens breath

Fills the billowing sheets

How much further can we go

In this inferno like heat

Will this desert never end?

Look ahead an Oasis, a bedwin tent

Don’t you dare dirty my washing

Calls out my mother’s voice

From the kitchen

©2023 by FREDERICK FRED

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