Remembering the Future
- Michael Escamilla
- Jan 27, 2018
- 1 min read
After a long dark night, open the window of my magic picture.
See the blinding stars around our universe.
In the morning, colored clouds are brilliant red.
Wake up that fire in the sky for more than those sacred champagne days and secretly haunting voices which surround everything else with translucent blue smoke.
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