Piercing light Quasar Speeding pulse radar Reenforced rebar High impact Halar Cry, if you must. Ashes to dust Alloys to rust Hopeful non-plussed. Once we were laughing, Unexpectedly loving. Longingly leering, Listening not hearing. Today, I sit hoping, Twisting and coping. Tomorrow, I’m flying. Enough with relying On luck and bad timing. Time to start chiming. My bell, ringing, clanging Clapper clang banging. Longest time coming, Skipping not running Through hoops Held by twister Mrs. and Mr. Hear motor running, Singing and humming Through thin atmospheric Empirical lyric
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