and as Magellan stared out at the hunter, perched past the pillars of creation, in the saline still of night, he met the monstrosity and majesty of the great tide, two small glints in an endless ocean, eyes of ever-burning vessels, cradled in the unspoken connection of dots and all the stories they might unravel   

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and Sol released her grip on the valleys and back alley Hoovervilles,
her rays no longer an octopus reaching down into the fathoms,
enlightening schools of salt water or scholars in scores of symphonic life,
her light gives way to the stage of nil,
and the cosmic pinholes hint in glints at all the possibility uncertainty entails,
and for a moment we gaze at her dreams and wrap our own up in them,
the warmth of an impossible blanketed sky... 

oldmaneli

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