Sun Day Nights
Strange worlds
Sun burns shadows gray
Dust forms
Evening branches
Into Astral candelabras
Shimmering incandescent waterfalls
Of sheer Light
Dream of purest linen
Fading unto morning...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2023-09-14 at 23:23
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