In the twilight of this quiescent moment-
I peruse this thing of ours-
Querying this palpable abtruse connection-
Am i deluded or wrongly perceived by the stars?
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The magnitude of the universe and a moment of life's lusts. Like a grain of sand on a beach. Then the many beaches
The answer lies within this very good poem and not the universe for This Thing Of Ours, if the spirited white knight was the ONE no questions would be asked, the dancing of desire for the thing was sadly just a fling. A stellar read indeed...regards