The worlds word, never changed,
With earthy realm, not contained.
The eyes see brightnes,
Through the sun
The clouds are lazy.
Midnight gone.
And lies are spread as rumors flee.
Whith death of sympathy.
The stars aligned, last we wept.
To keep the frozen depth.
The universe to keep,
As shelter is to sleep
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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