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The page imagines a figure called `Fay Earth` inside a rainbow vision where dust, gold, memory, and falling all merge.

This reads like a lyrical fragment about beauty that is seen after passing through failure or descent. The repeated `She` and the movement from dust to gold to `falling` give the page a visionary feel, but it stays grounded in the sense that experience leaves marks. Even with the unstable ending omitted, the page holds together as a meditation on wonder after damage.

`Fay Earth` — a spare stepped lyric that repeats `She`, places her `Somewhere in the / Middle of the / Rainbow`, noting she had seen it, had been there, `could not of been better`. An elegiac counterpart to the wake on page 037.