One crying tear away

from a shallow fall.

My muse, of beauty,

in the starry nights,

yet I feel so small.

The last surviving

tear that keeps

me standing tall.

Catch my rains

as I am building my wall.

What does the sky see

While slowly I wake

behind windfall.

From far away,

in dims of the night,

I wish for you

to never let me go.

For I sleep at last under

a shimmer lights from above.

See my mourning dove,

therefore I hold my love.

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