I like tender glare
Of the Helios at dawn
And Hesperides
Captivate my soul
As the nymphs come
On amber wings.
I visualize dawn of future,
In my bottomless worry.
Desperate for tomorrow.
Lungs may burst
With froth all around
I wish I could fly.
To plead to Gaea
To please Dionysus
To cease my fears!
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