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Back On Land MAG
Staff, splinters, shattered rods,
Fill the pavement with heat, light.
Then you step out on the street
And a sudden puddle of night
Flows and ripples over the brilliance,
Wobbling as you wobble, distorted.
You realize the shadow is you on the hot
Pavement, yours the contorted
Form, and the streets seem
Paved with gold. But suddenly a
Cloud covers the sun, cold
Darkness flows over, and you
Realize the shining was fool's gold.
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