Summer of '69

de Meg Birch

I cursed the breath of the sea
Spelled as poetry
The dreams I could explore
I left them by the door

Watched the lanterns tilt
Through days of darkened guilt
I prayed for newborn skies
To lift me up so high

I was blind now I can see
Sweet mother set me free
How could I ask for more
Let them sisters soar

This land is more than dreams
These days are what they seem
No more darkened doors
Let them sisters soar

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