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for my shade.
oh dear shade!
what poet do you read?
for there are no words in your Agony.
oh dear shade!
what artist do you draw?
for there are no hues in your mirth.
chained to my feet,
weighed by my wit,
you speak of my love.
oh dear shade!
wander in the silent nights with blithe,
as loud days will tilt you whenever.
oh dear shade!
ponder with me in my voyages,
as bright streets might fright my glossed smile.
in soaking solace,
in draining wilderness,
you speak of my love.
oh dear shade!
thankyou.
© hermit
what poet do you read?
for there are no words in your Agony.
oh dear shade!
what artist do you draw?
for there are no hues in your mirth.
chained to my feet,
weighed by my wit,
you speak of my love.
oh dear shade!
wander in the silent nights with blithe,
as loud days will tilt you whenever.
oh dear shade!
ponder with me in my voyages,
as bright streets might fright my glossed smile.
in soaking solace,
in draining wilderness,
you speak of my love.
oh dear shade!
thankyou.
© hermit
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