Headlights
The backyard lit up with spots of light travelling across the darkness as the cars hit the highway at speed and the air was cold in the night as the stars made the southern cross and saucepan in the stygian sky all this we slept through and again the moon made it's motions to hang in a final yellow glow as shooting stars cut beyond trailing fragments of meteor all this went around a blameless sun which was a dying star in a universe of scattered planets adrift in a timeless void like the final vast unknown sea.
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