By Iniduo Iniduo

We walked into our landscape and
heard leafs rustle the carpet

We saw every future in the distance,
notorious in clear weather

There were sentences we never
read before, words written worlds

Ice became gas and then heat with
distance molten until closer

Our time was heaven and we were
present as a blue planet

The evening became a falling dusk and
we never woke up again

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