Beautiful clear eyes
azure bands blended with emerald
flecks of gold and storm clouds
perceiving unto the event horizon
wonders and terrors
above and below
as summer begins to fall
I feel the stir of my broken body
drawing the shadow long with running
I was once pursued by it
now I make chase, going where I'm led
looking back up you smile from the moon
showing a path through the murky moor
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