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Thy ruling beauty knows of us—
Who yearn, and scorch upon our souls:
The burden of imperfect world—alas !
Our body fate's—to perish as old moles!

Yet, don't be a slave to wrenching claws,,,,
'Cause fear is feared to cease too soon—ami;
And our debt to ancestors—the law !
Rejoice well—love's sorrows of la vie !  

Thy brilliant light does know of us—
Who willingly beseech Thy Beauty,
With wistful wondering eyes at last !  
See—Thee ! O, Fiery Flames of Duty !  
  
From foreign land to our humble home—
Widespread is void by far—as I may know !
And yearns of hearts—heard in ev'ry dome;
*Subjected Harmony of Spheres to Love !
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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 Feb 2015
Drifter
One step in the room,
my eyes latch onto your own,
never letting go.
 Feb 2015
Rachel Ueda
You are a light
And while you
Might not be able
To see yourself
And how bright
You truly shine
Everybody else can
So when you look out
Into the darkness
That surrounds you
Notice the glow
That softens the
Darkness wherever
You go
Then remember
You're even brighter
Than you're halo
And even when you've
Turned off
You're still a light
That's meant to
Be bright
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