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From the moon
Dust of rocks, the soil of the night,
In this place of beautiful sights
You take a step slowly, albeit
You're lifted high
In the land of flight.
From this view absent of blinding light,
The world you know is rather trite,
Consumed in the dark of evil's might
Half azure, half misery
In the land of human plight.
Then why go back to seemingly
Enjoying life in utter hypocrisy
When I can stay and forever be
The man living on
The sea of tranquility?
In this place of beautiful sights
You take a step slowly, albeit
You're lifted high
In the land of flight.
From this view absent of blinding light,
The world you know is rather trite,
Consumed in the dark of evil's might
Half azure, half misery
In the land of human plight.
Then why go back to seemingly
Enjoying life in utter hypocrisy
When I can stay and forever be
The man living on
The sea of tranquility?
Published 4th Feb 2016
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