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Unsaid
Burning sparks trailing the dim sky slow,
Ripples emerge as Selene makes her way,
Years slide trickling; moments fade and grow.
Did thou swear love to truth? Now here I lay,
Waking yet dreaming of days divine
and upon the matter now pondering,
Against the fast pace like Heaven’s time.
Now. Come forth, I come from dreams awaking,
Then dids’t appear one lonely smile
recalling those memories of the wind,
gone away; back again for a while
like waves. When have I to time resigned?
Because I cannot yield to Death, I come,
However slow I am, towards thee I run.
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