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Here it is again,
slinking toward
the solstice:
that unearthly light –
angled as if
hungry for a fight
with something larger,
fiercer, more remote,
more full of mystery
than you or I
could ever be.
You cannot look
too long at it –
not that it will even
slightly mind you.
But it will blind you.
slinking toward
the solstice:
that unearthly light –
angled as if
hungry for a fight
with something larger,
fiercer, more remote,
more full of mystery
than you or I
could ever be.
You cannot look
too long at it –
not that it will even
slightly mind you.
But it will blind you.
.
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