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Aug 2018
A life lived in a dream
if ever a heavenly sight could bring me to stir
asleep onΒ a plume of Neptune
dimensions away from here

of three eyes of which I see
not one sees  through my confusion
too dense a haze surrounds me
to spot the closest star
much less the farthest one away
Written by
SoZaka  M/Seattle
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