Uncontained in its pride
Just to be the sunset's sea,
Just a second.
It chimes a cascade, a jangling
Of a world never painted-
Skipping shyest desires
Gasping, floating at the gills.
Far lay the empty liquid sands
Barren, and still sinking away,
Mined of all but fantasy.
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