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A Hundred Impossible Things In One Day

winter midnight moons of storms

some thoughts fall into a drizzle, a trickle or a drop

what happens if they stop?

or cease, better yet to end?

the weeping willow cries for a reason

 

rubies, diamonds, sharp as stone

pierce the quite night like a knife

the yellow moon bleeds as the clouds

burst into tears

image of imagination going wild

 

the dragon breathes flowers instead of fire

what is written could be set in stone

these are just things that come to mind

when a hundred impossible things could happen in a day