Significant no-one
A worthless treasure of mine,
There is no way of knowing,
How to act when your silence is refined.
My significant no-one,
Tied up to the moonlight road,
You've got nothing to worry about,
So solemn and reserved.
My significant something,
Working out in a slothful town,
I hear the larks barking,
When in solid light
Someone drowns.
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