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Seraphum

Eyes of gold
a voice echoes
like harps
striking many chords
or the rushing of many waters
pulled by the moons eternal gaze
 
A mind, peaceful
as tall grass rustled
by breeze
 
As mighty as beautiful,
marbled and set in times eye
as stone
 
A fate sewn by skies
numbered by the chords of time
their gaze forever
upon humankind

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