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Silvery
freshwater
columns
drop
from concrete cloudscapes
splattering
the oils of the earth
like watercolor
unfurling purple plumage.
Drifting
on warm air
to meet the falling sky
lamps on windowsills
burn
like lighthouses
in the mist
where the horizon disappeared.
If you make it there
ask about the stars
half-submerged
in slow waves
radiating from a single point
perceptible
only theoretically
if at all.
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