The prospect of sun. Page after page
of black-and-white portraits.
A silver age.
Scent of a sunset. On a stage, difficult music. A modem age.
The palace is still
a frozen cage.
Bayonets gleam.
A silver rage.
Earthquakes predicted and someday soon a total eclipse of the sun and the moon.
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