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A prophecy was, beheld in the nightmare
Upon frozen shore, and the nightsky so strange
In calm laid the waters so cold
Refracting the stars... May I chain them in ice? ...

Not of earthly world, was this distant domain
Could I breathe? ... Could I reach the horizon?
Those hills, and three dying moons on the rise
Follow two glacial stars burning far...

Silence behind, rotten soil it breathe
Creeping in thoughts by clawed fingers
Chasing by ghosts of oblivion
Touching by smell of poisoned mould

Urged by pestilent shadows of them
Where could I find the crossing passage
Gazing into unseen constellations
Reading day of my death from the grave?

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