the blue light within me seems to be fading
i see a octopus on the sidewalk
he is depressed
i say prayer for him as he wiggles by me
the moon rises over the cornfield
a white glow fills my heart
a funeral in the middle of town reminds me of home
i pick a flower for the dead
i stare and throw it in the fire
silent father hold my hand
worried mother dry my tears
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