and the clouds are leaving
trails of smoky vapor behind them
as they zoom forward
across the void of existence.
and the walls are coated with sunglasses
to shield us from the bombardment
of the
ashes
of
the
sky.
and the sunglasses are made of
gold
because were all shallow like that.
and the gold is molded from
hearts
because were all loved like that
and the love is derived from
hate
because we all hate to get by
to get by we need to
feel
and to feel we need to live.
but to live we need to
depend
upon what has betrayed us.
 
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