Through deep chasms
I’ve travelled light
seeing first born
through second sight,
I’ve watered deep rooted twilight,
healed the stars to stay bright,
I am a moonbeam
I’ll keep you in lucid dream.
Passed astrology through ecology,
imploding stars through these I’ve passed,
climbed the latter years,
given life to mars.
I made a last grasp for sincerity
to cultivate a loveless heart,
before casting effortlessly
a thorough stance
and gripping hold over
tomorrows past
and yesterdays old.
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