I lie awake while the moon moves over It takes what it does from my memory And leaves me alone

with its wide distance Glowing it makes me submit to its force Why won’t it abandon me though I ask Just leave me alone let me die happy Without all your interference, Beauty . You conquer with such unrelenting Tides. I perceive the disaster that’s implied You wax and you wane. I was and I am. Belong to me then! There is no Relief! If I am a Tyrant of Peace not War Am I less Innocent or more Guilty? When Love did not answer did it reply?

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