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Lyrics - A silver age

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The prospect of sun.
Page after page
of black-and-white portraits.
A silver age.


Scent of a sunset.
On a stage,
difficult music.
A modern age.

The palace is still,
a frozen cage.
Bayonets gleam.
A silver rage.

Earthquakes predicted
and someday soon
a total eclipse
of the sun and the moon.


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