Daytime Madness.
Beyond all days spent mad....Beyond more days lent sad.
Alas the flowers fell silent dead....
Unless the allergies infected straight to head.
For now,and how,might all seek peace?...
Into life's heaving breathing,lessened a new lease.
Look around,look around,scan the land.....
Many misfirings in life land full tilt,into Thy hand.
Exploding mementos of tempered heat....
Can only sometimes to send smiles to land and greet.
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