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понедельник, 8 февраля 2016 г.


FATE
There is an invisible chain in the skies
unseen, as pain is unseen
except in the eyes.
The chain settles with the galaxies
of night to buckle the stars
each to each.
They flicker like sacred candles
and reach, but are tied
to order, and held separate by sight.
Like the stars, you and I are tied togeth
by dreams, not by want.
Always together, always separate
on the same course, but orbits apart.

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