To the left I see the veil of night.
Or maybe its just the thunderstorm
Imprisoned by the ceaseless sky.
To my front I see
violent spasms of lonely light
- a sunken ship in its final fight.
And to my right is the fabric of time
Or maybe its just the sunrise
Imprisoned by its beauty
As it warms up merciless eyes.
 
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