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i, the ancient scholar

hath seen it all

so grey

envision the ambient scene

unearthly cold beckons

in tender reproach

the frozen tide recedes

my sleeping daughter

her asundered limbs decay

drown in thy bitter woe

the last bitter symphonies

like fallen snow

a symbol of thine eyes; sullen...

ravaged dark embrace

encompassing harrow

angry skies

bring lasting rains

obscuring clouds

my voice

relegated to the deadend oaks

thy servants, squabble, meek at last

her taker steps forth

through mental subversion

his visible cortex now adorn alas...

the melancholy subsides