Marauders

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We loot the blue skies
for a piece of something whole,
to fulfill the roles imposed upon us
since first we learned to open our eyes.
And these skies, how they shudder
at our coming! how their fragile blue
turns frightened white
at the very sight of us. Right on cue.

-r. miller

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