Lightbulb in a smiley face
To brighten up my tear
Falling down the metal hill
Made of thoughts born by will
Sun ray slicking into abyss
Voyage of a soul
Purified by sweets of autumn will
Moulded into paper fowl
Chirp of stars
Footprint on smiles
Growing wisdom
Fowl of thought piles
Of knowledge
Of pledge
To Neptune
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