Electrified Moonlight forgiveness;
Serial manifestations ignite us.
Such could be held
While Statues stand felled
Before the lurching Arbutus.
Icy rain blames Summer's Lover
Who had Falls odor all on her
Clouds pierce the Sun
And come on the run
As the River flows, the Seasons hearts hover.
Sunbeam Sunset's a riot.
He never knows how to keep Quiet.
The Snow melts away,
Comes back the next day,
Covering the faces that lie in it.
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