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Under the stone

Decaying worms

Orb of

Ancient paths

Galaxy of fate

Destined to be mine

The last light. In this darkened tomb

Its weak glow

Resists the gloom.

Now close

The orb

Tranfusing

The worm skin

Obscenely bruising

Awoken

From a thousand years sleep

Ripped through eternity

Through the stars

A second galaxy. What you seee now will be yours.

A world away is moments of time

Our path is set, but pace undefined

Fused

The orb and my spine

……..the parasite bends, its purpose to mine