Flint black scattered fires
Shadowed half, turning gyre
Of centuries solid as the wind
To stare from one
Great height to another
And swallow the space
The space in between
Lifting like thunder, the swallowing space
Centuries of crooked growth
Shoulder the weight of stars in your limbs
Shoulder the weight and lift like thunder
Into night, shining light
Shadowed half, turning gyre
Of centuries solid as the wind
To stare from one
Great height to another
And swallow the space
The space in between
Lifting like thunder, the swallowing space
Centuries of crooked growth
Shoulder the weight of stars in your limbs
Shoulder the weight and lift like thunder
Into night, shining light
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