Gypsy


Gypsy


Night, the beginning of day,
life parting on vagabond raindrops
and rented sound effects.
Gratitude was once a
cherry blossom gypsy robbed
of her effervescence,
lighter than roaming planets
with her moon weeping,
rumbling on happier shores.

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