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Sky Dancing and Falling.

Above our spinning
heads they dance
in the night sky,

all as we stand,
in that Oz Factor stillness
around us, no leaves
clapping, wind blowing,

crickets chirping, dogs howling
in the distance.

We know, we always knew:
one day, long
enough after our world
has crumbled

by our own hand, their time
will come and they will reign
supreme: the sky
will fall.

And us?
We will fall
into their open
arms, into their eager
hands. How I hope

time proves
me wrong, makes
me out
to be insane…


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