It's not the night that makes me tremble
The black lace full of light, the distance of all beyond me
Of everything above and below
The rain of everything slipping through the hands of nothing
It's the planes that pass close overhead
Above my city sky, the streets I share
With alleys empty but for the echo
The echo of planes passed
The rain of everything slipping through the hands of something
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