My striving
a state
stormed over California
the side near the sun
shocks me
with unexpected tones
the kind you hear
on the inside
where my no's and yes'
cannot survive
you want me here
the side near the sun
we burn together
in unexpected tones
don't march this way
away from here
the way you hear
our sounds apart
we rest together
near the side
my striving near the sun
a state
storming
toward the west
a setting
of unexpected tones
hear me sing with you
happy birthday
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