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For the day when thee head hits pillow 
In that last breath of might
In that starry time of night
Where one travels to another world
Almost as lucid as ours
And envisions malice and might

Perched upon a hill
Awoken adjacent to a mighty spire
Gleaming of silver, selenium, and solitude
Upon day it stood still
Casting shade guided by time
But as twilight faded to night
It shone beams of miraculous light

Perched upon a hill
A picturesque scene
The Autumn breeze blew tales of wonder
Down the fields of green that grew yonder
carrying the scent of the azaleas and sweet grass that bloomed below

¬¬¬A glimpse at such a sight
A pleasure by day-  Gift by night.
What a sight to see
If only you could see it with me.

And their she will be waiting
At the foot of the spire
Bathing in the midday sun
Waiting for your return
As she loves you so.
You will be united once more
And live happily forever more

But this world is no place for two
Only accessible one person at a time
Stuck in a periled pantomime.

I love you so
Goodbye my darling.

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