In the days to return

In the days to return
I figure out all the dreams
I ever have had are fulsome grown
and at home I dream again
The dream of a lollipop singing
songs about the streets of God
claiming all that is alive as frozen
into a skyscraper in the city
I now know nothing matters but
the girl at the center stage
who harbors all my dreams
into a pantomime. I am coming home
and returned.

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