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Sweet summer substance,
the warmth of her rays...
Where snowflakes fall and fluid flows chilled,
across the ocean's path where the air stands...
But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...
Fall, did you part the sea?
Tread the sand the way you'd speak to me...
"Come all, come here, I've something to...
The night bird sings by the fair gates of hell...
The black rises, then falls.
A flash of orange 'neath the grey...
Leave this plane with no resistance.
Ease through space, free of all that was...
There was a time when neighbours spoke,
with smiles and fun and laughs and jokes...
From the heavens you did descend by moonlight's...
to place your lighted touch in hearts, to know you...
Street lamps burn the night away as moths fly...
The wistful air in dance and play, trailing...
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Between the waves there's room to breathe, and breathing comes in waves. |
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There were once many signs before the end, but now there's just a handful. |
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We live in days where even kids look forward to bed-time saying; "it was all just a reality". |