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Darkening sky, it's always strange
like midnight poetic visions
            dripping with sorrow and aether
fallen from space
like a bird alone on a wire
or gravity, neon lights, fire.

I want to take a trip to a distant land
            your eyes might be a nice change
of scenery
         with their far-off horizons
dripping with empathy
they hold, release, and sing me to sleep