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Dormant,
   I wake by the stream.
Past is the future of dreams.
I have been here before
Within this arctic wilderness, my core,
Silent as stone,
Lost and alone,
By myself
Once again.

Here now
   Before me, these tears
I had shed upon last lying here
Let crystals describe
Who I was back in time,
Shattered and broken;
Words left unspoken
As I see
Once again.

Snow on the bank,
Ice on a lake,
Frost in the trees,
Words in the breeze.

Over me,
   Cast through a tree,
A crooked cross crucifies me.
Above me, the sky
Filters all of the light,
Cracked and condensed,
A canopy bent
O'er this world
Once again.

Gray of the sky,
Black of the night,
Whispers of trees:
Truth told to me.

Here now
   I see what I was,
The shadow the truth of this cost.
Let rain effervesce
In this true wilderness,
Fractured and bent,
This petrichor scent
Is my soul
Once again.

Dormant,
   I sleep by the stream.
Future is past of a dream.
I will be, here again,
Washed away in the rain,
Silent as stone,
Alive and alone,
By myself
Once again.

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