From out of the sky, falling there came a piece of something
that was not of this our world, neither mine nor yours besides.
We cautiously approached the smoking crater like two gazelles
and twitching with alarm and sweating we inched our necks out.
What we saw is not to be said but when we left we left slowly
ambling towards the edge of the clearing, no longer afraid.
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