Away from infallible daybreak
from the faithful Sunset
a glimpse at the timeless
at the heavenly;
the everlasting now
with ceaseless merry
A break from reality
from the cry of kids
from sight and sound
of garbage heaps
and songs of birds
Away from the rage and fury
into the loving arms of mars
where I sanely sleep,
at the palace of jupiter
where I ever reigns
This ageless scene
where I won't grow old
with streets made of gold
where milk is free
and death I can see.
but will never taste.
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