My arms, coiled bones and wary flesh,
envelop a manifestation, vivaciously fresh.
My songs sing for this instant I know no less,
So I secure the elation tightly to my breast.
What a lustrous light I've stared.
The stars could not compare.
No, they fall back to the abyss of dark
whilst my luster is glazed in blaze ever stark.
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