Are you a child,
Of the
Short
Spark?
When unbuttoned by
The wind, which
Way is
Yours?
My jaws are
Creaking with
News,
But the
Eater of Atlases
Is
Sleeping.
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"I am the final silence..."
Robert Palmer, I Dream of Wires
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