Walking in sunglow
Evening is going
Tomorrow's perhaps snow
Over footsteps snowing
I'll be sleepy and dark
Full of stars and moon
Glint in coldness embark
Every frosty afternoon
Dreams in their deep
Flowing more and more
Hours in their catnap keep
Till they reach day´s shore
Ways in trotting sage
Keep on reaching out
Icicle tethers disengage
In this point of doubt
Walking in moonshine
On the arctic earth
Shine afar on sphere line
Every hoof-it worth
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