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My Death Was To Come

My Death was to come - that Death, mine was to be - to know - and then i saw the Stars rise - my Many Deaths rose - and i was led to death - and did it. i died - with Truth, with Beauty, With Death, and Darkness, and Light, With No, with many a, Wise Man, with many a Soul, so solitary, so many Perish, like a Fragment - And those who died before - are not, nor never were, Mine - and Life to me shall return on that other Day. Voices grew quiet, then, and a great stillness descended. i stood alone, as the World goes asleep, in an open glade, where roses grow wild and Shining Flames rise from deep wells, a blue Sea rages and the Ocean rolls and then, in my Dwelling, came my Captain And i felt him coming through the heat, and the sound of the Heart-beat and he sat beside me, my death. :: 04.12.2021 ::

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