I raised my eyes and you were
A fleeting vision, the
Of all that's beautiful and
I pray to mute despair and
To vain pursuits the world
Long did I near your soothing
Long did your features haunt
Time passed- A rebel storm-
The reveries that once were
And I forgot your soothing
Your features gracefully
In dark days of enforced
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for,
Then came a moment of
I looked up- you again are
A fleeting vision, the
Of all that`s beautiful and
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