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14. Numinous

Until it comes in a cold night

Grappling the air in painful strife

A bout I'm up to lose

The last enemy I'll ever fight

My own blood is unfamiliar

I escape from my old life

And your smile

Sewing my mouth and eyes

In a caress that begins inside

Tears garnish my crown

Drown me in a waterfall

Of petals blooming

All questions gone

As I go back to my home

Taken by a burgeon

An agitated cortege

Whatever question is gone

Turn off the lights on my home

A procession that won't end

Decay becomes nourishment

My own blood is unfamiliar

My children are strangers, so far

I escape from my old smile

And your life