in thoughts
you drew
a feeling blue
i am but wowed
in words you
shrude
verbal abstruse
what more to crude
in halt
you mood
possible feud
i could not stood
in soul
you flew
away to whom
i shall not doom
enough has room
but
and i have soon
uplifted moon
to skies upnoon
i wish for night
to bloom and bright
my daytime sigh
i see to me
to greater 's free
i have to be
your causeways
see pretend
to glee I am
but me
aware is key
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