I saw the sun below the trees that day
It sunk beneath the tick of time
As on I watched the glow-a sleepy sway
Drowning a golden gem of dulcet prime
For that sun rose when once I started
Each days of which I cannot recall
But still I know the rose that now departed
And still am I the eyes within its fall
I saw the moon glisten like a jewel
As on I watched it light above my earth.
Like an often cheer beneath my pool,
I saw a bliss-like an almost birth,
Of a blessed blast of felicity,
Which I now know is a forever longing,
To one day touch that orb of toxicity.
This thus defines my true belonging.
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