blessed
is the blind, Night-scraping
light;
for self-amused stars,
once in cackle’d shimmer,
blur drunk with Jealousy
as glances given North
ever-more fall to Earth’s domain.
blessed
is the blind, Night-scraping
light;
for self-amused stars,
once in cackle’d shimmer,
blur drunk with Jealousy
as glances given North
ever-more fall to Earth’s domain.
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