8.4.07

The dream has gone...

I wrote this when I set forth in Bang bang bangalore.

"Moment of Freedom
as the prisoner
blinks in the sun
like a mole
from his hole

a child's 1st trip
away from home
that moment of Freedom

but the innocense has gone
like floyd's child grown
he left the grass
dreams of soothing divas"

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