I know so well the warmth of cold moonlight, For night is home to all keen thought, blissfully unmaligned. Helios holds no sway with me, his journey out of sight, Selene, my muse, guides my sweet nocturnal mind. Supine, I float, and watch my ethereal phosphenes fly, Till epiphany alights and I feverishly spring to …
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