THE VERY SAME SUNLIGHT
Suffice it to say we don't always
know what things are. The trumpet
that mimics a trombone can fool
most anyone. Water and ice, on the
other hand, quite different, offer
up no reason for this, really. We go
along with the pliant curvature of
wherein we dwell. Earth, Moon, and
stars, all round above the ground.
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I'll stand here to swear about all I
see. That 'light' you're claiming now
to dwindle, no, that's only the very
same sunlight moving away.
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