A dream, a reverie
A train of thoughts and fantasies
Harmony set to music
By the glitter of starry concordance;
And a World
Beyond Human Bondage.
Mornings full of visions,
And anticipation
Of another Sun.
A thousand rays
Drying up a dewy assemblance,
And a termination
Of another monotony.
Into a horizon of hopes,
Set to glory
By a dying day.
The setting Sun
Ready to light up another World;
And a walk once again,
Past illumined imaginations!
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