Dozens of fairy queen
Dreams me hoary nights
Keeping checked the beat
of my silvery heart
Many strands of silent love
Weave a nest
On the fence of live wire
To glory it's art
Dreams have
Thousand brushes
Of cool air
To paint it's fair moon
Many arrows blaze a trail
To my burning heart
Whose heights are measured
In heap of ashes
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