drums along the side-
walk buckets upside down they
beat and sing echoing
words sunrise to dark and I
slip through sound gazing at sky
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drums along the side-
walk buckets upside down they
beat and sing echoing
words sunrise to dark and I
slip through sound gazing at sky
Liked this poem? Try Raven Croaks.