wait, they're falling
a slow fade, burning
up, down
drifting
in, out
what's that sound?
thunder, rumble
distant trains
a whistle, the wind
and in my ear, a buzzing
calling
singing
close them, gentle
blackest black
it's over now
lie still
wait, the fade
the day, the end
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