Once …

… the world was me;

Me and adventure’s drummers.

And when the status quo skies

Screamed or cried or bled

I simply smiled,

Safe and sin-free

Inside my waterproof skin.

Unencumbered by baggage or hostages:

White satin nights

And black silk women.

Once …

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