With all these tears drowning familiar faces,
No tomorrow, no tomorrow...
These vibrations echo into places,
Full of sorrow, full of sorrow...

When your heart is softer then a feather,
Hurt so easy, hurt so easy...
Then they tell you it bleeds for the better,
Words of the sleazy, words of...

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This planet turns and turns and turns

On a wobbly axis.

The black sky begins to fade

To grayness - lighter, lighter, lighter.

On the horizon a pink line forms

Turning and turning and turning

This side into the sun.

Such a small, insignificant place

A dew drop in the universe

Tucked away on...

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Still morning

Still like the illusion of death.

Leaves are finally gone from the trees.

Naked gray skeletons

They stand motionless in an empty, sunless sky.

If an alien came from above

Not knowing our planet, our patterns

She would have to take samples from the silent, stoic trees

To test...

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Black ghosts at attention, slender and straight

Waiting silently in the chilly air.

At their feet, scorched seeds, their children

Pausing before suddenly being born

To life, to mortality.

Created by electric white light

The fire came quickly, crackling, yellow and orange.

Noisy, it roared...

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I wonder at the wonders and muse over the mysteries

And curl up inside of myself

Protecting my vital organs with pills and exercise and doctors' visits

In defense of tomorrow.

I've watched the eras come

Now I watch them go.

Hurried on, pushed on by little things

Like brain gliomas and...

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