(n170)
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within the night my breathing stills,
and i wake to watch a new sky,
earth enjoyed a needed rest,
and gave birth to bright red roses.
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daylight defeated me, i reposed,
and danced with ocean foam.
my laughter's food for planter's seeds,
it brings forth golden wheat stalks.
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i live within two worlds,
one of human ugliness,
the other beauty without measure,
i can see what you cannot.
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human prophesy: horror and good,
i walk towards the quantum,
to join another Duchess,
gray buildings steal our souls.
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love, the ever present elusive,
the hope of masses,
creator's game,
tease us if you will.
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felt it once from a sweet lyric voice,
and did not feel it,
she passed unto the starlight,
now talks to me by the moon.
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we'll be wed by celestial waters,
aft'r i slay the voice of tyranny,
the suffering call my name,
("job well done", says the bride).
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i yearn to see the growth of Judy,
and peace for Angeline,
Dawn is always watching,
her gift shall be majestic love.
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Paris sits by crystal lake,
in a lavender kingdom,
somewhere in the skies,
while i perfect myself in painful fires.
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never shall i say no again,
she is the whisper of gentle winds,
and the love of a willow tree,
(dark spirits diverted my affection).
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never shall i say no again.
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(c) Erik Minas-Gilkes (Standswithtrees), Oct 11 2018, 1:00pm