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The clouds stood still
in the silence,
holding their breath
as they billowed.

The stars
the whir of twinkling,
the constellations dancing
in their freedom.

The movement of the earth
misaligned,
spinning crooked and swinging
into the celestial spring.
The newfound breezes
pushing the stars
like sailing,
across the vast open sea.

There are no endings,
in the finite time,
the stars blur themselves
in drunken slurs,
a jangling silence
as we stand still
in time.





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