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Click hereBright rays dazzle
my side of the cliff
No highlight on self-deception
Everyone sees, but me
I've been told
it's too dangerous to walk
blind into the sun
without sunblock or shades
I believe it's true because
every day I wake up
barefaced, kissing lies
torched with 3rd degree burns
A little charmed delusion
makes my vision crystal
I talk with a mouthful of ashes
while touching the sun
Morrison, waiting for the sun. People would argue whether he was a poet or not, but many of his have touched me as yours has now. The photo is a perfect complement to the poem.
~ NJ