Aspects

Prospects and rejects
Headed for the falling of midnight
Lasting impressions
Talking to the hands of the tired moon

Much too soon for leaving
In believing we are pushed forward
To the passion or the pot of gold
Whichever more important for freedom?

Suggestion the traffic of caring
Sharing mistaken ideas
For friends gone on lasting journey
Where others would not have gone

The corruption it hurts my soul
Not like pain of flesh
Lasting like the starlight
Shadowed by rays of the sun

Too much fun to reconsider
Although last bidder
Returning home empty handed
With a heart of ambrosia

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