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Satellites of ten

To be different and of nigh
Peace for Dawn River
Yearing Heaven from a star
And this is new
First in more than one
A pittance of the code
That this and other beam
A hide-a-phone
For summons wait
Interclear for ransom
A basking light of day
For all the sins that man-
presents to oppose himself
With Nature’s high
And no more mollusc
But integrity of night
To the Minds
And Dublin to its courts
A better day-
seeking flight
For Home rules and optic here
Peace to all who browse
This littered quantum net
Apple sees a star
And it is biggest lot
Unafraid and year
Upending data-
and power all the day
For three small numbers
Found me here at ten
With satchels of brine at rest
Be shore to here
And unafraid of plan
The lochs in dayrest
And trusting near and foe
The better year
Opposed to sourcing out
And providence for Scar
Trussing dearly to the third
By Olivet for Earth
To see un-now and low
The guard for Sun
Beaches wailing
To trouble Sam with current
The sky is falling Rush
And gold for chasm rain
A Scotland code
And in this star we run
A thing to be rewarded
Once the rain is done
And every word a capital code
We seek the gone and have-
A distance to offend
But night will come
And say to you our year
That time is done
For those in fret
And basic men of ill
Consul departed rain
And ion scrub
This place, this afternoon-
This Go
And people rant-
Through seeming lights
A place that not is Earth
But somehow run
In Christ and peace return.