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letra de the next new day, pt. 2 - lazuli vane

i stood in a crowd at a station for trains
sharp, angry snowflakes bit my face and hands
(tentative eyes kept watch over the landing, their beady whites crossed by veins)
for three long nights, the stars hadn’t shined
and neither had the moon been displayed in the sky

there were seven gray cars and a black one in front
all filled with twisted [?] bits of lead
(hearts took part in a marathon that day)
(racing with vigor, twenty-odd hours)
the crowd stood silent
their faces gone
a man on the stage with a bowl on his head
ripped his orders with an eye in this and screamed for destruction
destruction
destruction

the people agreed to his pitch
but where did we?
foolish young boys shot their playmates with sticks
and beat their brothers with bl–dy fists
i am darkness so that i am observing the fruit and the sea
and as a mother wept for the future of her children
a poet wept for the foolishness of the world
the world
the world
i sit on the bench at a station for trains
and summertime ephemeral, the thoughts of sunrays
quickly falls vigor to the gold of age
relief coming home from a lovely day

oh, bruise upon bruise
takes a purposeful life
and lacerations adorn this head of mine
but the sun takes all the way
all the way, thoughts to end
with a sound, lovely spirits dancing all around

- lazuli vane

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