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bygone eras, those who remain see their affections thrown in the air glimmered in the lights from airplanes, imminent departures funnel all our present days
sweet winds lengthen until we thought they came from the atmosphere of a world that we could inhabit, our endless freefall through nights, with only the pools left from streetlights, no nothing about sunlight, only warmth that burns up the sky and at 100km/h, could we begin to bring our hands out and it'd ripple and enter its blue
yearning for a better world, footsteps of crowds wash us until we seem like normal people amidst our crimes that soon radiated into the air that tempered the endless heat whose rays slunk down the glass high rises
on the day of heavenly descent, floods revealed a new speculative field from the ruins of hong kong. sands veil the white sky, almost seeming like an anemic body from a being we did not know, pulsated from each pull of the triggers, muzzle flashes spiked out in miniature suns
electric signals warp the empty concrete, connections sprawl in the wired
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