Union Organic monster, the night sets in A silent wind of tender frame: "Hold the window for dry waves bleeding in, Wrap thy face with fear, tame the rage of days passed..." On hollow ground crippled with innocence, You held the line and I walked the way, To the life of bulging dreams, of deeper thirst For a wider sun to light the day... As time gets tired, it hangs on the wooden pane, Dazed by light poles shining in A puddle of street water reflecting from way above, The arousal of a moon landing ripples of love On the earth of half dimmed lights Where many shadows have slipped Inside these loosely caged circles about to be free, We in water, have become one.
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