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Amongst valleys of words.

Old thoughts used to comfort
now settles like steel
and thus kneels the praiseless
and with nightly hour make deal,
for radiance hath shone
yet now depraved swallowed whole,
give rise for the cold,
forsaken prayers and bone,
scabbed at the back
whence too high thou hath flown,
in vain lies the sacred-
love now acheless sleep below stone,
so travel to valleys
where the past's clearly written,
rest amidst flowers
and awake from the curse of those dearly smitten.

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Publicerad 2015-09-22 15:14

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