Sun of us
easing up a precipice
and with the seam of its plateau.
running down a rock road,
pressing it red,
so rays go.
with desire to delve
in depths
of the each frontier.
each dawn,
the sun
with its avarice knows,
brings a chance to light
the entirety of the globe
but in certain spaces
shade remains,
indefinitely dark in day,
dealing in daydreams
and so it reels in its beams
and recedes
in respect for the moon.
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