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and like comets, people plummeted
like shooting stars in the night, they come down
as fiery as the burning sun
they reawoke sleeping whispers from village folk,
with their adventorous minds, they roam trying to find
a home for them
but there is war and violence within their peace
the only kind that threatens sanctuary
and they, they are known only as
the people who fell from the sky.