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of flash, thud, shudder,
then the wailing...
Now we're up on the edge
and over, on the mountain
with mountains beyond. Behind us,
in the dark
Here now skyline assembles fire.The sun collects up to leave.Its bright following paled,suddenly all goes. Dusk rushesin, like door closed on windowless room.
Nobody knows what Jonjo knows. Nobody knows but he,So Jonjo took me for a walk and showed his world to me.