Blue Lullaby
Dreams walk unnoticed
Days morph into nights
Nights melt into days
Tell me a story
Sing me of fortune
Take me to land
Of blue silky haze
Make we wonder...
Sing me the story
Of blue silky lizards
Guarding the lock
The key to the future
Of wandering souls
Waiting for morning
To enter the clock.
- Anya Zontova
Los Angeles August 12, 2001
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