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Sequence.
All 14 sonnets below designed and composed by Balcar.
The final sequence is now complete.
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14 Sonnets.

Sonnet 1
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Happy such leaves that glisten in hilly lands,
Holding sunlight in their ten shapes of light,
Love that falls through pearl rain in your soft glands,
Two moons standing defiant in ones sight,

And your silk wrinkled lines with some moonlight
Your cosmic eyes reign intuitions glance,
From fields of gold staring in my Seas might,
Tides with two moons gathers your twinning glance,

But such strenght of rythme in currents book,
From whale songs vibrance, great spirits did behold,
Natures force, my soul wished to read your book,
Roar yearns, swooping settle in your moons gold,

Two moons, she seeks to blend currents alone,
Seeing your horizon which I only roam,
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Sonnet 2
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Seeing your horizon which I only roam
Across the lines everything appears like Art,
Winds sithens whistles under every realm,
Rise in atmospheric refractions heart,

Light obliquely sets forth to strong sail,
Shimmering energies strenght within skies hide,
Your two moons seem to balance my fails,
How your nature sustaynes and always finds,

But your silver illuminous heart sets,
My waves to calm, my frequencies still,
But my inner horse bows to your wavelet,
Land at your feet, naught greater, humble, still,

The rivers from the mountains follow you,
Twinned to your two moons bleeding with loves dew.
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Sonnet 3
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Twinned to your two moons bleeding with loves dew,
Such influence on this earth forged and raised,
Such warm power like molten suns burns through,
Impurities with life forged to make pure and raised,

Through time, and upon the moors I gather,
My fundemental howls stand to see you,
Infinitely with two moons I gather,
Transcendental outworldly towards you,

When the birds and whales sing heavens songs,
My thoughts linger like a ghost forming mist,
The ink of your two moons pierce so strong,
Silhouettes of colours dance in my mist,

Your inscription in embers rest in sight,
Creating tremors strenght in earths wit with might.
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Sonnet 4
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Creating tremors strenght in earths wit with might,
Reaching your lands to promise cherished sights,
Though your...