One of many homes
Under the full blue stars
And still
the screaming of metal
Cuts all
Dim the glow of the moon
Cut our bodies in two
Falling from sky to moss
You know these things are fragile
Step three times
And the world is gone forever
Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...
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