A Star Named T
Through the lens of my telescope
I discovered a star named T.
Lying down on the mountain slope.
And the arrow of rosy light
Went right through my discerning eye.
Heeding symphonies of the night
I was willing to be the sky.
There's a lake on my injured palm.
I will drown there the hidden me.
Let the heart of the azure calm
Find itself in a star named T.
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