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Moon
He held the long arch of an embrace
White light of skin
pocketed by exhaustion
(He had shined such a very long time)
Pocketed pale blue
He held in his grasp a question mark
He kept under his thumb an elipses
...
Answers not spoken loud enough
To wake the sleepers
But filled with context
...
Enough said
Far from casting out delusions
He kept them in the mirror
Reflecting a light
That withered in the Sun
He held the Gold
For tug of war
And the seas came crashing
in Huzzah!
His face was minted
On old currency
Time
And time again
White light of skin
pocketed by exhaustion
(He had shined such a very long time)
Pocketed pale blue
He held in his grasp a question mark
He kept under his thumb an elipses
...
Answers not spoken loud enough
To wake the sleepers
But filled with context
...
Enough said
Far from casting out delusions
He kept them in the mirror
Reflecting a light
That withered in the Sun
He held the Gold
For tug of war
And the seas came crashing
in Huzzah!
His face was minted
On old currency
Time
And time again
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