Flashes escape from clouds above
Branching like skeletal limbs on a long-dead tree
Reaching, grasping, aching for space
Deafening drums assault the night
Purple and burgundy paint the sky,
Broken again by the twists and turns of light
Flashes escape from clouds above
Branching like skeletal limbs on a long-dead tree
Reaching, grasping, aching for space
Deafening drums assault the night
Purple and burgundy paint the sky,
Broken again by the twists and turns of light
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