Soft pyramids evaporate at daylight.
Internationally fashioned, like disease.
Patterned always yes, (maybe no).
This soft is bulding the softest buildings.
This soft is raising the firmest ceilings.
This soft is dimming the brightest cities every night
at midnight.
How can we ask for a blanket and a habitat?
How can we ask for a place.
We can't imagine it.
How can we ask for the brightest cities overnight?
Please pick (select) a color for your chequelist.
Kiss every comma in your chequelist.
How can we ask for a blanket and a habitat?
How can we ask for the best?
We can't imagine that.
The softest blackout is still soft and black,
outside and in.
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