Gray cloth looks to ripple above me
Faded banners hanging over pillars
Strewn with emerald and jade
Overlooking carpets of the same
With occasional bits of amethyst accent pieces
High-pitched flutings and pipings and twitterings sound out
Oscillating and undulating through the air
And I am not out in it
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