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Of an august-like, autumn day:

I kept on walking
Bespoke in dust-coated
Check jacket,
Check pants,
Polo-neck jersey ...
I rambled destinationless:
A la les sapeur - 
The gods,
The directors,
Were focusing on me - 
Me the starring only
As

I kept on walking
In all my sartorial glory, consciously
Deadened unto all else about ...
And 
Some distant, imaginary
Hellene god of Love
Purported tho lead me
To whence
I would enter the company
Of a true-heart

I kept on walking
Visualizing that tantalizing landmark;
That utopia of serenity
Whilst abstaining fellow man
And his hubbuboo from
My sphere of alacrity:
The boundless mass of water ...
Drowning, faint, frolicsome noises ...
And
The Hellene god of Love
Led me to where
I would enter the company
Of a true-heart

I kept on walking
Meditating on she
Whose only ever chemistric wait was for me.
A lump formed in my throat,
My eyes sparkled in the violent breeze
Whilst the kitting yellow leaves
Harmonized with a hue
My mind fell in Love with - 
Yet Love unlike which
Awaited my acquisition ...
And
The Hellene god of Love
Led me to where
I would enter the company
Of a true-heart

I kept on walking
Unpermitted of terrestriality
To reach my destination of joy - 
For, 'twas only visions,
Only illusions of that landmark
Splattered across my imagination:
A mirage
Which couldn't be transformed into reality ...
And
The Hellene god of Love
Purported to be leading me
Unto whence
I would enter the company
Of a true-heart

I kept on walking
Dear me - 
And sadness swelled from within;
My heart bled and a tear
I did shed - seeing as
I were nostalgic of availing
Myself unto my inamorata ...
And
Still, inspiration urged
Me on ...

I kept on walking
Thriving on a destination
Not reachable ...
And
The Hellenic god
Had exaggerated terms
Unto a lone-hearted mortal!
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