barding

would such a charmer set in pages
live to see his light on through stages—
but, rather, isn’t he—he who writes the plays,
that go on through the waves and the days…

how the drama unfolds is to those players
that dress his heart so, in colored layers—
but home, where it is, the story continues,
with and without either’s views…

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