Can I reach with my hands

unto silent sands

with the crown of thorn.

For I am, two steps away,

to be scorn. So long,

lonesome valley bellow morn.

With the crimson tide

I float with my eyes

as earth is reborn.

For I have sworn,

as I plea, to be

calm with the shores

as I have been torn.

Bless these tired eyes

with shallow lights

in the night as I mourn.

The silence between

soft rains recalls

my child to be forlorn.

With the evolution

of stars I seek

for nebula as she is forewarn.

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