blocked and broken one last time
let my eyes see
as their last sight of the earth
the soft dull blaze
of sun drenched clouds
with tears revealing
the blue dome of the sky
and the clouds streaking off
and away to some disappearing horizon
while blocked and broken
by age and use and harm and weariness
some Power's Last Word defines me
by my own description
letting my eyes see at last their last...
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