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Truth be told

Lie be sworn

Zero sensed words

that reveal

Purified by

black tears

This beauty

so real

A mask to bleed through

The source unknown

The stone this was written on is broken now.

Willed level columns toppled with fakes of wit.

Cares and polite reluctance —gone— All blown away.

Smoldering books are only light if you see like us

Speared thoroughly through heart and loin and earth.

Warm welcomes always with burning tires and drums.

Strange to see how suicidal nature really is.

You’d expect to be immune to blight if you look like us

Here we are again

Obscure redeemers see perfect health and glory pass.

Falling asleep again, to a sharply flickering throne.

In the end your worries disappear, together with the thorn.

Here we are again. A base to build nothing on

Here we are again