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Sutra - an aphorism continuous and without flaw; gained freely, come and gone, an allegory left bare for some.
I remember the times when you spoke of a golden age. Whether prose or just prosaic, I waited for you to say it. Even this was impious, left to a kiss-off to drive us away and confine us.
A shadowy flock of birds takes flight in the middle of the night. They set alight and tumble down in fluttering flakes of grey and white.
