165.
Days fall into days,
A machinery
Of unending dreams.
166.
Spires, like pinpricks
Within the sky.
Emptiness, you and I.
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165.
Days fall into days,
A machinery
Of unending dreams.
166.
Spires, like pinpricks
Within the sky.
Emptiness, you and I.
Seven Hundred Jisei 