[Written for the Sentinel]

True Vision

I watched the moon in evening skies,When near its side a bright star shone.This vision fair that met my eyes,Though free to all, seemed all my own.

And later, with my duties o'er,Although forgetting it was night,I sought the vision as before,But lo, 't was lost unto my sight;

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