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To listless maps stood sparsely strewn,Asked the wanton wave - "How then name?The pallor of green by silver moons?Or evening's blue to sodiate flames?..
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To whose whispered spell my fancies sway? 'Gainst solidity, good sense'd surmise,Seduced by unruly visions that play, Sublime mechanisms of demise! As..
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Closed-form of still sentences wreathe,Opaque to an other's invades,Circle-terms on restless repeat;Where phantom conversations wait.While questions p..
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What's a silent glow to late night's retreat?As sapphire stardust on a stone-eyed street -Eludes clockwork and the lantern's slow burn,Where dream ye ..
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Do join me then at decade's close?What's become - of punctuated weeks,Suspended now at midnight's toll,Ha'e left us a moment to speak.Then to part way..
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I hold my heart to the mountain blades,Sensing there not a spying soul,I search thy still, o' stray cascades -Forgotten depths whence verses flow.A lo..
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On fragments' wait the kind stitching hand,Now serves at the veil of day,To every stray inconsistent strand,It tends... to tempered array."Condemned t..
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'Tween subliminal strands rose the ever-worn frame,And seized me, through dreary decade that separates,Frozen ores of old from thus I - dissolved and ..
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For they know not... they serve split between,The spying eye without, and calls within -Precious shall save their object souls?In privy dark, on sleep..
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Stray the choices unknown that pass,Such are dead-ends we don't dignify,Take to winding ways, care not a pause -Until on crossroads; why stand by?Long..
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