Sol Invictus

Was there ever a summer day
So dry and etched in sunlight

That it made you want to rip away
The doors and windows off their hinges

A day so cool under the green canopy
The road sides bursting with wild flowers

That you felt like breaking ever glass tower
Freeing their prisoners so they could go out

Arms shading their eyes turned to the blue and white
Squinting under the unconquered Sun

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