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Misty moon

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lies in eternity's sun rise.

~ ♦ ~

If you trap the moment before it's ripe,
The tears of repentance you'll certainly wipe;
But if once you let the ripe moment go
You can never wipe off the tears of woe.

ETERNITY
by W. Blake
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Misty Moon
by me

Longing for catching the joy in a day
Trying to binding a heart far away
Should let pass that moment while flew
To kiss it and let it to go for good
Eternity's gone
Does ever a ripe moment exist?
Or just an eternal mirage... at least
I've been catched in a moon light of mist
Eternity comes

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