The Crystal Palace

As the sun rises and sets,

a crystal palace rises from the forlorn dirt,

casting a shadow of ever-expanding



Forsaken we once were,

trapped beneath bedrock

and slept between sediments.


For us, the palace dug us out

of our coffins, and the shadow it cast

gave us a voice.

We use that voice every time

the sun rises and sets,

to let the sound vibrate

through the air...


one final time.

The End

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