Past
Comparing lost horizons to distaff,
my heart above conclusion, only laugh -
As boundless as some creatures slated path
were thee and I forever, as all last.
Consigning time, man's foolishness takes bath
just knowing of demeanor, souls find draft.
As mind-sets take thy virtue, thee relapse
to thy full meaning's sensing thy behalf.
So further still, life's sunset runs a'mast
thus thee, while steering time -
. . . thy ship floats past!
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