Maybe it’s the blueprints
Which the sky must use
To build another house
To move into since
It must leave from here,
Leave its first home here
For a second residence
Without parents,
Because parents fall
With the sunset each day,
They abandon us all
Again and again to
Night, or some bright new
Domicile. We cannot stay.
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