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Reflections of blood orange sky
Ecocentric sciophobia
Sharing to moonrise with ghosts
Picturing all those faces in calm water
Hearing their voices like violin music
A darkness grips hold
The profound sadness
Shadows move with the wind
What you see is all there is
A statement for the dark
I been waiting for you
Time is a human pretense
Without conscience
God plays us all for fools
Mortgaging the future
Selling souls
Counting down
Sorrow in the laughter
Hitting the snooze
A voice whispers
