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Designers of the primordial
architects of my tortured existence
speak of songless skies
In sheltered darkness I prepare

For the first time the ones in the waters
are channeling my sundered spirit
They arise in moonlit wings
spiralling into the age of the sea

Choirs of dormant stars
carry within the blood dead ancient messengers
forever ansorbed into fragments
like olden ashes cast into the wind

And the final fractured shadows embrace me
Spectres that sleep in dust
at the place of eternal dissolution
where the purity of their wombs are raped
and hope dies

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