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first you hear that boom
in the distance
your eyes find the sky
marvel at the rain of iridescence
you quiver inside
realize godz alive
but you won’t live forever
you start to weigh
the sins the lies the places
you were willing to bend
to blend in to slip in under
the wire your mind wanders
as you contemplate the fire
wondering if the good you
could have done would have
been enough and like a moving
hand your life wrote on shimmering
sand now its a winding sheet
and a band and their whispering
behind the fans
but you can’t hear the band
you are left wondering
what their whispering