New Light Knew You

Lend me your light
Let me frighten your plight
Let the miner of the moonlight
Bite the twilight for striking nine nights

Your light cries over your fines
It's as fine as a pile of pine-wines
Yet as tight as sine and cosine

Lightening fights for rights
Torch lights slide eyes to brighter heights
Streetlights crawl inside mighty flight signs

Let old kittens tilt light into weeds
Light folds the beauty of beetles in two wits
Lights golden the maize-ewes that float on May's hills
Set goat meats cuddle the crystals that light's hill raises
Let oat meats shuttle the creased tools that light erases

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