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and the angels were breathless
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dreamscapes where it was quiet the crisp catharsis of rain
droplets poured forth into mason jars displayed
evenly ill-distributed, considering their height
which fell upon valleys beneath sovereign seas
salt-flats glimmered, reflecting the sun and moon
upon their surface, an expansive mirror mimicking
every minute speckle, star pock, avian multitude
as the horizon transformed so did the terraform,
which was previously flat, into brilliant motion
were that even the angels to speak, breathless
