Fallen Leaf
These water worlds
Juxtaposed by concrete and infamy
Often completely overridden by the modern day
In our hustle and bustle we go on our way
Missing the universes at our feet
When will our drudgeries ever meet
With the magic that lives just below us
Just above us
We hover in that deviation called normal
Missing all that was meant for our dreams
I understand what privilege means
When I ponder the stillness of the waters
11/26/16
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