A sunstroke anthem

Your intentions -
My inventions,
A vernacular, spectacular
Fortification.

Nights are sleepless,
Days as witness
Of attention
Comprehensive.

Sunlight,
Sunstroke -
So bright
Are talks.

Your exclusion -
My illusion,
We are closer
To that fusion.

With a fuse you
Strike a shadow,
A convention
Of wide meadows.


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