In a world, with eyes closed,
I take you still, by the hand,
I still live in clouds,
So i take you with me.
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Flickering, shining, little tremors,
on the land of my heart, brief showers,
I'm obsessed with little now,
I'm afraid, greyed by a little more.
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Who else if not you?
To fill up empty longing hours,
The intervals between noise; pandemonium,
The incredulous gazes at studded skies; mute encomium!
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