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The Passings

The wind changes at times
We are like black smoke
Spread so over the world
The little fear, fragile anger
Dust flicked from eyelids
It fills the song about future days
 
One drop here, pinch there
Every of us leaves a trace
Like breath of tides and hum in the shell
Stranger from stars, night moth
A shape in sandglasses of change - sign that you've been
They shoot there, where the wind falls asleep
 
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