This day tried again and
again; whose unimaginable
gate conceives a BLISTERING
abyss of spontaneous dreams
broader than land or sea:  

My goal, beyond remaking unmovingly a wish-
and surrendering…
by default,    gloom vanished
by itself.  

A happiness floated peacefully.
 

Did you see it?     Did you kiss it?
Did you slowly count to forever?  

YOU    were right
-then magic smiled
where the words that
left these hushed lips dwelt
as easily as a shadow moves.

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