Mysteries - and their seductive power over us
When not pointing
At what beckon
Each lens-type, for mysteries
Stars, atomies
Be closed in on
Afar in time
This does. If through
Eyes closed! For us to reveal
If but dream-real
A fate. Love's true.
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