Its Blue Gaze

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It's blue gaze pierces even my sanctuary,

leering, that grotesque pallid light.

It leaks through the smallest spaces,

washing everything in a fell light.

My sleep invaded by its dim veil,

my mind a cairn whose inner chamber

is defiled by the sun's imitation.

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