Silver knight upon white steed

The vision of perfection along the horizon

Unable to reach,

Sand on the beach

Seek the perfect liaison.

Visual signals there to heed

Inability to learn from other's mistakes

Need to find,

Peace of mind

For aspirations do break.

Cast into the wind are seeds

With the breeze, departed, they shall not grow

Day is done,

What will come?

God only knows.

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