Donnerstag, September 6

III

Black starlight, you could be so much more;
Not restrained to skies and eyes that sleep!
To poisoned waves that fail to find a shore.

A melody that laughs when it should weep -
A flowing concert you cherish and adore.
You're haunting us and then away you creep.

What life you lead and how it was before!
Too heavy a treasure, sunk in water deep.

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