It's more than wispy wind that wishes
Shadows fleeing from the day
The reptile movements of the stars
It's more.
For once the real world seems more real than life, than air
Pulses of crimson scattering through tissue
The eyes of color undescribable
For once it's more.
At last the rivers scream for flow
Pebbles hurtling beside droplets of crystal
That light, refracting beyond belief
At last, for once it's more.
A tear of silver drops to the ground
Dirt swallowing it up, forever
Sorrow gone, dead
At last, for once it's more than pain.
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