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this is blood from a stone
this is stone from our souls
no sentence awaits the toil
in minds
design
banished and
totally enveloped
from that
which is
passed down
bow and receive
your fated rights
and as for the sky it will open up and spill out the familiar
the land will part and the sea will swell into a lasting storm
nothing is as endless as the fate we reserve for ourselves
a passionate embrace of thought spinning further beyond
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