Some night at the end of summer

to cool the hidden haze
trace the wind across the night sky
a single heartbeat becomes days
follow the path unbidden
crystal stars as white as ice
to the water’s edge we sinless come
and make the sacrifice

Some night at the end of summer
to cool the hidden haze
Freedom was the eye of the takeover
When the grass was so cold and clean
Underage and under a spell
Magic or delirious, I never could tell
It was after all the oldest young my world will
ever be.
I waited and it was so long
but the night held me close
and gave me that hope

-- A Song

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