Tawdry pay
Ideas unlived,
Gathered thoughts progress.
Stand before
An open heart
None shall feel the less.
Walking out
From the sun,
The places to approach,
And skipping
Every other beat,
The cast will surely show.
Sun come up
Sun go down
Light’ly trav’ling high
The causeway
Of the sun proceeds
‘Cross that light blue sky.
Rocket struck
Upon a star
And stared back into space.
There were but two
Of faceless walls
That gave of such embrace.
No arms to hold
But arms to bear
The shining comes to end
Though ever wanting
To go on
Long’forth won’t contend.
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