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a lapis expanse lingers,
dark pines tower and roam,
beyond my eye’s grasp

as light retreats from day,
the calls of black birds rise and fade

my mind is spent,
memories bundled in twilight's folds,
sent away

tomorrow, a new sun will rise
lighting up the stoney path

I will inhale,
new breath from lengthy rest,
to sing

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