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River Song

Jealousy Quiet And Graceful Thou Art

Growing from a mountain far off in the blue,
trusted, a place to me dear.
Hither my thoughts and my dreams will ensue
after the taking of care.

Jealousy, quiet and graceful thou art,
here as I walk by, dreaming,
thinking of thee once so urgent to heart,
memories now just gleaming.

The old town bridge by the portal pulsar –
coupled and shining in stardom we are.
Jealousy, quiet and graceful thou art,
here as I walk by, dreaming.


The performance is by Suno (AI).

NOTE :

This poem is referred to on the blog hop of dVerse
| here |.

Proof

I wrote a poem crazy regarded.
Seen as developed, seen as retarded.
Of being, I wrote, of to be as expected.
The terror I lived through could not be neglected.

What is funny about it, I really got mad.
From that time of my intellect was pretty sad.
Seeing it coming, I might say, today,
I felt for the option to be in that way.