In my heart I have known you
For a while in season
Beneath this vast space of new
In tides of reason
Knotted routes to the vernal
In remain of this fall
Of new daybreak's eternal
To inner voices call
In my outside of inside
Where a day comes clear
And the winter shadows hide
For the dim is quite near
Through the ages that has come
I'll wonder in the feel
Where the made-up is from
That has now become real
In my footsteps that are gone
Future quarter now lies
Bittersweet memories on
In tracks that away flies
Happenings found each its taste
Some of dissipation
Nothing comes in to waste
That was not its creation
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