The wonderous tunes you lifted high
Adrift in skies
The bliss would rise
Dismissing that which twisted vies
With boons you soon exemplify

The patient lilting of your eyes
Would soon surmise
The rift of lies
Eclipsing moons and soothing cries
With who you choose to gift goodbyes

The somber state of this divide
A glistened tide
You listen, wise
Becalming nuance in disguise
The truth, complex, you simplify

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