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Eclipse

Eclipse Be gone! Be gone! Foul evil beast; This is not my place of reckoning. The guardians of light stand at my side And death is not yet beckoning. In foulest stench, I see you drenched, In blood; I see you dripping. But I am not for the taking yet; I am still for the living. Come back in time, of a dying future. The time is not now; we are alive in this state. In time you can take me to meet your master; But now is my time to live, so leave this place! Do not hover nearby hoping for easy pickings; This body still stands and is not for the giving. You are misguided, mistimed and mislead; Off with your head, if you expect to take me away from this blessing. The darkness does not haunt me, as you would wish; So be gone foul beast! Back to your bottomless pit. My soul is still mine and you are out of your mind, If you think I will stop suddenly; Sooner than my time. You are not my eclipse. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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