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Crack the skye,
Vanished birds,
Vanquished the sun,
Clouds into fireflyes,
So...

A blaze of autumn.
Water to vapour,
Deserted horizon,
Moon laughing out loud,
Concealed in the soil,
Rust onto dryed trees,
Aloft sights of time and awe,
Wry jawbones swim far,
The utmost red flood,
A crack in the skye.

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