Coming Towards Appendix

The flicker of a star
The flicker of the moon
The flicker of the moments
That I spend with You

Hanging in my head
Like a fog on the morning
Your hand coming down
Grace without warning

Greatness indescribable
Love undeniable
Attributes indefinable
Yet so perfectly attainable

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