Deep Light

The light of stars
Left home before breakfast

Hunting the sky barrens
Poling the rivers

In boats made of sparse ice
Where radio waves bleed out

Dying like jelly fish
Waving their big umbrellas

Arriving like music
Unhindered by time

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