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The Final Nest of Night: Speak Three The sky ripples . God had immersed his soiled finger Bathing awa-y the chosen fluid of life . Sun stained only briefly Yet waters shifted to crimson reflections . He points to me and says' "'Go, henceforth, unto the world And find the consecrated light.'" . He then withdrew his extremity from the sky . Fleeing behind was a distant sun Guiding me to a breathing spirit(known heaven's footpath) . Only now could a distant sun exist in day And death forms the final nest of night. |
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