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Spirit of the Nations

Spirits of the Nations They say spirits abide upon another plane reside the other side of a universal rift shifting in the lightness of ethereal heirs; I aver the eidols spare us leave, sidling aside us when we least expect, but need; on sacred ground death lady parses time imprinting on our minds aspects of life - more death, we are inclined put off put off put off, until a drifting paradigm pushes all the while onto a place where sanity is faced, displaced or graced; The cadence in the aftermath movement imparts both rhythm and mood the denouement; drums and dancers' bells beat a semblance evolution, born to rise and fall with emotion, musician's imbued with ancient spirit's strength wending all around earth bound integumental husk.

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