“Back to Shilmarine”, it whispered
The answers you find, will not be in vain
A pulsating drum in the cold, black lake
A crack in the sky to reveal its face
So lovely it is to watch the coloured shadows
On the planets of eternal light
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I dreamt I was old
For ten dollars the priest ushers him into eternity
They should have brought a poet up here
Awash, stained with thoughts
Words that aren’t my own
Belief in the thrall comes with a price
Maybe I’ll try again when he next awakеs
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I dreamt I was old
“They’re hеre, the Great Ones have come
They’re here, before the seven suns”
They’re here
They’re here
They’re here
They’re here