Salt-filled streams in cotton valleys,
stuttered remnants of hazy fantasia.
Every shed raindrop that stains
this silky, cloud-like tundra,
is just another overture to redeem
my lonesome, enervated soul;
another blatant and monotonous
attempt at constructing
a beatitude of nearsighted ardour.
How I long to love thee,
to trade this near-infinite sadness
for a long and fruitful life with you.
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