And pen to paper is put
A life of a shadow
Unveiled
Borne to all the worldNot to see
To find
Amongst the iridescent stars
And the sun that waits over the pull of gravity
Rests so softly
See it not, but find it aye
A shadow to slip between the worlds
To flit nigh on clouds
Taunting its strings
Slowly the moon rises
You rest
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