Silver town.

Empty brass rubbing green hands

Low tides Of Copper rivers seen

Often as Titans sail past we can’t see 

Whilst on dark tidal plains

A new planet they say that has been found 

But we actually stand upon it.
amongst places we can’t reach 

Even on Star powered furnaces

Burning through fossils from underneath

Put your hand out and hold on too it.
As it shoots green leafs from a soil filled pots

culprits are seen as are views from trees

And lettered tiles appear in waking dreams.
Tempered habitats of forged glass 
Glass habitats of tempered forged
As it shoots green leafs from a soil filled can
Culprits are seen as are views from trees

And lettered tiles appear in waking dreams.

 

 
 

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