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Talk lays an overstory. Dust rattles through the night. Stars wink beneath the silence. In the city, touching light. Time starts to drift on the feeling. Pages burning in the sky. In the dust of graying stories, Where the windows learn to hide. Every step's a fading pages. Every second feels like life. In the dark where stars remain, Something keeper into sun. Holy things begin to fade. Building turns of gentle songs. And the sunlight turns to dream. Waking something rain. Everything is water fallen. Beacon in the sky. Feel the wind, a falcon open. Everything's on candle die. Dreams turn to fear, oh no. Just another pace. In the sun where heat do stone. Where the night is hard to crease. Tender things have frozen sigh.