In your eyes I see my future my destiny rings with the beat of your heart so-perfect-vision, a flawless dream you bring shadows of nothing to most-brilliant art and what purpose is there to find in singing if the song holds not half the beauty of love what music is there what rhythm could move me when shimmering muse tears shine brighter above the answer I find in the arms of an angel tears of the muse lending clarity’s light the song is the ending perfect unpretending and the muse wipes her eyes as I rise from the night.
Reason for writing:
something longer...something new...
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