When I came home,
the sun was down.
I shut my two black eyes and when I opened them,
the sun was up and snow was falling from it.
I put one mirror on the ground,
all of the snow fell in to it.
The sun was disintegrating.
I left the yard.
I went right up the stairs.
How old am I now,
that the mirror is full.How old am I now, that the sun has gone empty.
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