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Umbra, |
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We watch the Moon of Amber |
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And again, the Garden mourns its silent dream. |
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Unguarded, some fragments of light linger in your sky. |
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Were we like sublunary lovers |
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Straying on the seas of your heart, |
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Sailing down the streams of your mind, |
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Soothing your marble face anew... |
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Dim... in the shadows of our sun, |
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We have been blinded by agony, |
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Our dazzling eyes empty of stars, |
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Our voices wordless with fear, |
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Our ears so envious of deafening, |
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Our withdrawing souls longing for death, |
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We drowned in a Moon of Amber. |
