Nice clefs around, in circles to the ground.
In specks of silver blue, and shades of me and you.
waiting for a door, staring alone at the floor.
He ran one you are near.
I called him in vein.
He wondered why i'm silent, why i'm looking of sound.
I could use you right now.
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