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I am the Starwatcher
Silver son of Moon
The crow's lightened wing
And earth's son too

I make thunder trees
And shape thine growing eyes
Wither thy loved ones
I am the father of time

(In this blue chamber)
Ye saw me storm
Did thee pray then...
Ye while son of a Worm

Did thee not weep
Of vengeance, back then?
No, it was a feeble begging
For what, who and when?

Ye could just have sat
In a rock with thine skin
As a momentous figure of them
Fragile are thee to wait for a win

Thus a bone of mine looks inside
Of thine eager meat with a grin
Hoping to gush out with joy.
Slowly thee die with me inside

Like serpent I am to gleam,
Within thee I do always dream.
And slither to thine soul as it seems;
Mine shade is kingdom of beings

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