The moments of sadness
Some tears and some thoughts
Sinking eyes in sinking madness
Sailed in heart’s despairing knots

So broad and little moving
Gave the spin to still world
Dazzling eyes had images grooving
Grieving memories unfurled

Dead march, that June, a skimpy year
Renowned for things gone and broke
Each salt fell right under wounded fur
Run for rue that then led me stroke

Each day falls deeper in darkening light
To bereave me solemn in starry nights

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