I seek the sanction of soul
to rise above decadence:
to abstain from nothingness
that comes from held authority.
I want to look upon the poui
and feel its duty yellowing my soul's hill
and sense deep within my being
the mystery of this fairy land.
I need to look upon stars,
wearing the look of moonlight
in twinkling disguise,
and strive to share intelligence
this world depends upon.
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