A Jester In The Sunlight

September 15, 2012
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off the light of the sun
On the golden snow
Where i laugh till i cry
As the waves crash nearby

Of the green of the grass
Fresh, sweat in the breeze
As i sit on a stone
With burning knees

As the sun sets
on the man that will jest
By the light of a fire
Flicker so bright

The sea turns red
As i lay there almost dead
My last breath, a calm sigh
So sweat in my mouth to say
"So nice to be free"

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