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In heaven we trust;dew laden dream,in a lost night.
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| Dont find doors,but secrets within ?come as the wind.
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| Its a vast world;I keep it closed,with eyelashes at night.
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Memories;Broken brassware,undusted for long.
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| Torched often,is my tower of ego;just fire-drills.
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| footstepson my walkway;of you turning back,who strayed there lost.
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Hail thee,The abode of light;and black goggled eyes.
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| Meloncholy moon;hot breath marks, of lonesome lovers.
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| Darkness resides,deep down in me;Light scouts the doors.
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