Ornate golden turrets
Rise above houses
Towering higher than
The whole skyline
Castles floating away
As I try
To find batteries
For my camera
Lights pierce clouds
They are evidently
Going to speak
To the stars
This is of
Such great importance
The spires gather
Celestial colours beam
I follow them
Around the house
I grew up in
But it's over
Lights go out
Towers are dull
Summer is gone
I am alone
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