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Fall
That part.
That part to be taken away
On this most wondrous journey,
Drawn in terrifying shades
That capture the vividness,
As this cathedral cracks open
In window forms of broken
Light, breaking free in neon
Opulence, as a glow -
gone
radiance.
Madness mostly expands
In statuesque,
Standing still, to appear
to be healed.
That part.
Awakens something
that stirred
in
signaled
Vacancies,
Signaling
Vacantly,
In structures
Of moons breaking bad
In
Wavelength forms
Into
The senses,
Condensed
In formulations
of
Recompense.
That part.
Speaking sweetly
Serenely -
Deeply,
Like depths
of
Tears
That step
through
fears
In
Edges of ledges
To
Let fall
That
which
will
Fall
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