Musing from the Poly

Ends

Tell nobody you shimmer
neither life nor plumage impress the changing
imperceptible realities.

Not all souls know their defects
beauty was special, sensible, located
god and the word was there.

You found special preferred light
the stars constant paradox want hopes.

Naive eyes, with suspicious concern
know that everything life held once
ends.

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