A light, shafted plural, keeping
Watch over tight little lives.
Selfish hands reached but grasping
A thought, a chance but never asking
Light from a complex sky
Slow pace the heartfelt rapture
Consider, how thoughts, in simple capture
A vision of the plight
Frosted land that comes all too high
Cost often ranged as many try
In between my damn derision
Persistent in bereft belief
take oneself and drown in simple grief
seek it in the downcast lie
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