look how normal the shores
have become on your tongue
while a wave of black birds
swim across a closing sky
hoping the Black Sunlight
will expose their wounds
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Rich flow of thought, well articulated and nicely encapsulated in heightened poetic diction with insight. A beautiful rhetorical poem. Thanks for sharing bro and welcome to Poemhunter.