Far-sighted

All pink, blue and white

Space Opera of perpetual night

You slay me

Fan of feathers, farthest land

Like a necklace you hang

Floating

In this spot, circling mist

Ever higher wilderness

Astrally perfect

Behold,  a silver ribbon

Double motion, elusion

Fully upwards

Following far away

How time drags…

For this farie changeling

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