The
Athlete
Force
And
Strength
That
Through
The
Summer
Breaks
This
Force
around
Around
The
High
Mists
And
The
Hissing
Sounds
Millions
Of
Crickets
Warping
All
Around
I
Do
Not
Miss
When
Cloud
From
Azure
Turn
To
Glow
With
Twilight-red
The
Seas
Reflect.
The
Switch
Of
Dusk
Somebody
Lighted.
Eyes
Pine.
Lovers
In
The
Distance
Look
Embraced
Immotile
Yet
Out
Out
On
The waters
And
Beyond
The
Oceans.
There’s
Wealth
There
To
This
Hunger
Of
The
Night
That’s coming
Coming fast.
With earth’s rotation
And as fast
Directly proportionate
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