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Evren E. - 13 Oct 2026
Laurie Freelove White Hail
(Laurie Freelove) Who minds the corners where the dust settles soft elusive and hardly worth more than a thought? It falls all night long, all day long and it hangs on the ceiling there high over head dust threads together a seasonal web it grew all night long, all day long and it fell like a white hail Falling alive on my windowpane falling alive on my windowsill old as starlight in the sky showering down all through the night well I must see my way clear of it Cause it hangs like a madness like a figure of speech concealing the visions when the words will not speak it goes on and on, all day long while I stand in the doorway, there searching for clues is life dustlike stillborn, just a dust falling through? I'll wait all night long, all day long I'll be waiting through a white hail Falling alive on my windowpane falling alive on my windowsill old as starlight in the sky showering down all through the night well I must see my way clear of it Well I'm sweeping up the hallways and I'm wiping the glass searching for something buried under these ashes all life long, all life long and I'm listening to the ever in a forever clock ticking off the minutes will the dust ever stop? I'll wait all life long, all life long I'll be waiting through a white hail Falling alive on my windowpane falling alive on my windowsill old as starlight in the sky showering down all through the night well I must see my way clear of it
