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The Winged Sun – a poem by Thai Ta: The winged sun is coming / The world we know is ending / Come, come, my love / Much is unfolding. /// We’ve lived, haven’t we? / We’ve struggled to be free / Now, time to rest / To fade into history. /// No more regrets to pain us / No more choices to tempt us / Time to welcome the winged sun / Time for the matrix to come undone. /// Perhaps, one tiny matter / Hurry! Before we all scatter / A grateful prayer for love / And a kiss, / To end forever. ///
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