Dignity
Fat
Smoke
Dust
Had
Locked
The pores
Of
Dignity
Now
All
Secrets
Stay
In the
house
Night
Heavy
Lay
The night
And
Then
Again
Light
As
The moon
Broke
Through the
Clouds
Frightening
it is
Frightening
How
Deep
You
Can look
Into
The
Abysm
Of
Some
Souls
Promontory
Sometimes
The
Birches
Bend
Some-
Times
Water
Ripples
Remain
Sitting
On the
jetty
Change
The wind
Breaks
In the
Branches
For
Long
But
Then
The
Branches
Break
Dreams
Only in
Our
Dreams
We
Can
Chase
After
The
Shadow
Of
Eternity
Dawn
Let’s
Not
Fool
Ourselves
The day
Starts
At
Dawn
To
Perish
Music
If the
Music
Dies
It
Is
Carried
To the
grave
In
Concert
Grands
"The
Day the Music Died " by Don McLean
Concert
grands – KonzertFlügel, literally concert wings
Reasoning
So many
People
Have
Ceased
To
Reason
Or
Conveniently
Never
Started
At all
Have you ever tried to make a photograph of a bee?
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