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Airspace
The midnight pianos
of old
Arrive
with
That cold
Sadness,
and I laugh,
in musical
Madness -
Into the brash
vast
Darkness,
Phantom
among
phantoms;
I reach
for
my sword
to
Fight,
As
an
Angel
in
Flight
Lands
&
speaks
Time’s
Sands
Over
my
heart
Over
my
lands
With
eternal
demands.
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