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days come and go
no stopping them
like leaves that wither on the stem
yellow they drop
no longer free
now mere atoms in eternity
we watch them fall
with them we go
flotsam on that tidal flow
a wave that climbs
into the sky
going none knows where or why
washing the stars
bathing black holes
dousing galaxies like blazing coals
is ...
Saturday 11th September 2021 11:01 am
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