what sets out beyond the cloudy zone
Is the penetration ultimate of a steady ray
Commanding the remains of a day till twilight,
Choices lying scattered upon the grasses
Raising righteous nails below the fingers height
To measure the fogs appartenent with light years,
Peripheral velocity of thunders at mid air
Compels forever the skidding spongy might
Down looking from the center of framing dome.
All the light winged flights before the eventide
Will comprehend the void timeless in flappings spite.
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