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32: Moongaze

by Aims · 1 views

A harsh line calls from
A distant horizon.
A cerulean beach worn
With sands of time.
A fiery lake straight from
Some heavenly sky.
A weeping shore that's torn
By white capped waves.
A deep sort of trance from
The mountains of clouds.
A moongaze that forms
Gazing far away,
Flying towards the light.

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