Wishes for Blue

Carry me, clouds,
To the sunniest day
Under your breath 
I mist, lamp away

Singed by the fourth
Cramped onto shoes
Climbing on course
Unpaying my dues

Horde after horde
Mission acceptance
Bored and ashore
Donning deceptance

Frequently fine
As hollow as legs
Speaking of pine
It's green in the dregs

Tea in the middle
Almost to tops
Boundary fiddle
Bluer tree copse

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