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Standing
in a field,
waiting for the mothership I scan black sky with squinting eyes for the glowing egg from a parallel dimension. Tonight is the reunion. Aimlessly
I've drifted,
A
severed cord
But
in mirrors and glassy things
They told me to wait here. I
take a deep breath of cool air
So
quiet it is tonight,
I listen more... Across
the galaxy
Like
a laser it seeps
They
are close.
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