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Blackened clouds lie down the right tracks,
from a burden to the free land-
full of sun, face full of sun-
Lead me down to weightless water’s edge.
Lucid and afraid my body cracked,
I trudged along until a mountain pushed through,
And the glass sky shattered too.
Stemming outward a fiery light,
meteors retreated back into the night.
After recession of this fiery light
was nothing but pitch black
when the earth shuttered once again;
time had leapt away into the matrix…
To where blackened clouds have no end,
from a free land back to chains,
face full of nothing, face full of dead stars.
Just lead me down to weightless water’s edge.