Now I slumber under immense skies and scintillant orbs
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Gawk at a crisply-etched hang-nail moon
Now I watch the damp whisper of dawn
And gunmetal skies turn a fiery red
With you, beloved.
I donít have to abandon shores and islands;
Mourn devastations for fits of pulchritude
Whilst I run amok throughout innumerable cities
See myriad fears stippling my skins
Beloved, I am now with you.