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Nov 2020
Many pastures have i grazed,
same texture, same taste.
Covered the pots of my eyes since I’ve wandered many place.

Unexpectedly, this surely is
A **** to the earth for through the ages of eyes no one compares to this sight.
Clothed with the sun, blinding as light,
A mirror’s refractive lens to the eyes but no one minds.
Perfection has not a better description than the awakening snowflakes that rises from those lips.
Minds becomes computerized at your entries,
Every word encrypted by the ears but decrypted by the heart.
In no resistance the night and day falls at your feet, surely they saw what I’ve seen, a god amongst human beings.

Many things together do not collide,
Many ways of earth, you shall not survive.
Bright against dull,
Sour against sweet,
You against me.
A distance I cannot reach but only see.
So nature has meant it to be.

Retrieve to the galaxy and shine so bright that I might see.
All years to my demise I’ll look upon the heavens to see your light.
Never forgetting the magical dreams I had in mind.

Not selfish in nature, so to the world I share that even in our fades, generations will surely hear.
Written by
Shania
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