Crystalline

The dark of the ether’s convalescence

Arise the moon for the sun’s evanescence

Upon this land a silver beam does shine

This sight of grandiose crystalline

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I'm stepping into its cool irradiation

My basking in its calm proclamation

A fading of the sun’s radiation

A waning of warm adulation

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Alone amongst its softest rays

Awaiting as the sky turns ablaze

Among this golden land of sin

My mind does shudder herein

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This aching feel no longer queer

The day so far the night so near

A rook upon a haggard branch

The gold goes fading to blanch

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The sun has fallen dull again -

A fear this quiver is certain

I look up towards the silver light

Where am I but alone this night?

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