"Spirited Gibberish"
Curtained eyes droop, closing, cleansing, visions. Feathering sunlight. Splintering waked-vivid lashes dreaming of the day. Eyes concealing retreat from here, to there, to what once was, weightless pestilence, plumy blights. Wind-born, am I, are you, are they. They are all, that is, this day, until then. The here-after, the eternal, evermore, ceasing...
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