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- morrow -




I have eaten of fruit which brings

Insight and Sorrow

As evening tides Rise I will

drown in tomorrow



Through chalice of God or

His Savior son

With fractions of madness

In Visions, away, run;

from temptings and longings

Of a blasphemous one



For method of many

in fear will I circle

Misleading refusal's

Entombing denial



Ancestral be-headings,

encroaching, combining,

ascend unencumbered

brings fall of the rising



So cast away shadow

One's grounding your alter

You wait for the Offering

of Precious one's barter



To sever the guidance

of a wisdom lain fallow

as Evening tides Rise

you will drown in the morrow



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