In Your realm
In Your realm Your own laws operate.
We are born into this indifferent world
Where one day is tough and the other great.
Mysteries abound, our hopes rebound, are hurled
To where they take new roots and grow.
Pains fruit around and joys decay too soon.
Those you think yours, for others caw and crow.
The moon dwindles, to a melancholy tune.
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