A sky embroidered with a myriad of light,
I come as warm dawn,
and again, rose-rayed moon.
Over and over
I fall
for our stroboscopic,
scattered sparks of fire.
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A sky embroidered with a myriad of light,
I come as warm dawn,
and again, rose-rayed moon.
Over and over
I fall
for our stroboscopic,
scattered sparks of fire.