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Ruins Of origin
Towering above our
celestial malignment
As collide with star
Over a ridden Bethlehem

A moon
shine upon
A fallen
Where no morn dawn
The of the prophets
And their tongues

For are they indeed
The depths we now traverse
Steeply they stretch into night
Where stars like lidless eyes

From deep down
my stare
Until fearless into that I may fall
And the flames of the rise

A moon
shine upon
A fallen
In churning seas the ash
And I lay my head
Upon earth
And myself in the fever of dreams
In of...