Between Us
Between us
A corn field
And
A little stream
Dreaming to be
A river.
Between us
The sun is running
From the east
With a torch
To handle it
To the moon
On the west
Between us
Shallow waters
Are
Racing
To reach
The Atalantic
Between us
Hot
And cold climate
Are melting
To form a fine
Golden line
Between hell
And heaven
Between us
A war
Of
fire works
And infant poems
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