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VII. In time I found myself atop a cliff

A precipice o’er dark and churning seas

Tree roots clung to rock with waning grip

An air of change electrified the breeze

I looked on the horizon vast, unbroken

No defining line cleaved wind from waves

I sat in silence thinking words unspoken

Words of kings, on banners, and on graves

And as the sun began to set again

The fires of eventide lit up the clouds

And I was filled with gratitude for them

Ah, to be with radiant light endowed!

But all good things must end and all must change

So like a well-wound clock the moon did rise

And once again its glow was something strange

A greenish, pallid shroud across the skies

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VI. I roused myself from slumber soft and deep

The melodies had ushered me to Nod

I wondered just how long I’d been asleep

I found myself alone and thought it odd

No sign of the festivities remained

Just ashen coals and footsteps in the sand

Content to let it all go unexplained

I continued on my merry way as planned

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V. I walked another mile beneath the moon Until from yonder clearing could I see A joyful sight and hear a mirthful tune A festival or fair it seemed to be The group of friends were small but lively souls They linked their arms and circled round a fire I watched them ‘til the flame reduced to coals And listened to a sweetly lilting lyre

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IV. Said I, “what ails you sir? ’tis fine a day

The sun shines bright on all and all is well”

Said he, “my sighs are heavy with dismay

For night will come and light, the dark repel” 

And as he shared his grievances with me

The moon did rise and glow a hue bizarre 

I left him there to brood and took my leave

For darkness has no sway when there are stars

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III. I chose a path untrod, or so I thought

It wasn’t long before a soul I saw

A man of stature clearly, but distraught

A duke perhaps, or else, a man of law

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II. Constrained no more and longing then for purpose

I sought horizons gold and without end

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