It needed a say
And stick as
Dew drops
So cold
And enervating
It was the night
A moment back
In which
My world was
Lost forever
What gain
In abundance
Will I gather
As I feel
The transpaent dew
It drops down
Whose World
In benign
Moves smiling
So bright
And so light
With bricks of
Effervescent dream
Have I built
A pleasant house
To avow my guilt
Past envoked
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