Shaded laughter in Silent Dreams,
When nothing Appears as it Truly Seems.
Winter Falls When Autumn Springs,
And Summer Remembers Distant things
Once called upon in more Splendid Times,
When discord Sang Harmony, and dissonance Rhymed.
Lost in the Spectrum of Twirling Emotion,
Persistent as Unobtrusive Devotion;
Yet dark as Night when the Day turns down,
In the Looking Glass, an Unrecognizable Clown.
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