The lights i saw them coming
    big bright and illuminating...
shoulda moved shoulda done something (at least)
    regardlesss.....I knew to step aside...
but I let it get the better of me
    the lights they are alongisde me...
movement is unobtainable
    the breeze that comes is...
that of a whirlwind
     deafeaning, strong and draging with it...
all the detrius, debris and litter it has picked up along it's path
the moment had passed
     movment comes again...
as I look around
     the lights they are fading...
dark dust filled motes of red in my vision
     blinking away the tears to look ahead...
nothing but nights silent majesty
     stares back...
deafining in its silence...
     wrapping it like a shroud around me
I continue on looking for the next set of lights
     mabey they will be the ones...

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