The dipper's hard to see
When dunked in cloudy stew
That simmers over me
Where cosmic wonders brew
A splendid type of autumn feast
Revered by those who seek the least.
Pale moonlight is diffuse
And really sets the mood
There is no good excuse
For desire to be eschewed
So fill your mind, your heart and soul
With dreams that make you feel more whole.
Are You Reading Me?
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