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Peace fell on the dim lands a sort of abstraction The metronome counted one petal after another So the petals fell as or in some music This song needs no breath just an apparition With a mouth open and eyes and eyes The wet smear of eyes beneath pink Petals in excess of the window frame’s bright...

Peace fell on the dim lands a sort of abstraction The metronome counted one petal after another So the petals fell as or in some music This song needs no breath just an apparition With a mouth open and eyes and eyes The wet smear of eyes beneath pink Petals in excess of the window frame’s bright...