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A cold fear into the troposphere,
the descent of the albatross.
A body sinking in the bright mud
of a poem in a night reverie.
She stays into the glow, the hollow luminosity.
A powerless tongue of fire ascends
through mountains of sorrow and burden.
A voice whispers into a fantasy
of a lost image in an untaken path.
She stays into the glow, the hollow luminosity.
We fall and rise, until we collapse,
and all that's left is an absent stare.

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