Starscaping
was it not all writtenin the divine memoirson the nightly heavenas a pattern of starsthat the worst could happenat the perfect hourto rescue the fallenfrom haughtiness dourso that they could in turnsave from the bonfiretheir fellow men who burnin confusion direwas it not all writtenwell ahead of the timein words aptly chosenmetered and set to rhymethat there's no simple wayto rekindle naturebut take what from the dayprovides shallow pleasureso that there's no optionbut to renew the dealand…See More
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