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Sunday, May 24, 2026



Hear the lament

Clouds stomp in
Smear the day in shades of grey
Trembling trees in deafening wheeze of the possessed
See the arrival of tremendous will
Shifting shapes clanging the sky
As if this tilting landscape is new home
For brief lament for all vanishing lives
Pray. Pray.


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