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Searching
For signal,
Within a sign,
Of desire and hope
Amongst a celestial shield
Is the rising flare
Cold, yet warm
Within a mystery
Of want and wish
In a glistening sparkle field
Of glowing blue
Crisp and direct
Within the darkness
Streaking across our mind
Singing, its quiet song, revealed.
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