the glow of life decays
we darken this domain
nearer still
and still descending
never ending
as time unwinds
the inner mind
in rhyme sublime
divinity is done for
witness the sickness
still within us
closer still
still condescending
unrelenting
obscure the pure
with weighted words
in tongue diverse
upon our pyre
of pure fire





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