Alphabet Soup Minuscule

J.C. Scheff


He wakes up at times.

In the deepest part of me.

And then.

I can only become the lullaby ,

Inside his dream. 


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24 thoughts on “Lullaby

  1. The sweetest truth in your words

  2. Yes. Depending on the meaning. The one I chose is hot.

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