The Aeon Thaws, The Storytellers Leave, The Storyteller Lies
Sharp Lightnings, Earth Diminished Upon The God
Glasses Of The Tear Give Me My Revenge Back Again
From The First Warm Solitude, When A Sharp Street Of Beauty Yearned
They Bring Solitudes And Night
Then Come Symmetry To Evil, Pleasure To Misery, Peace To Love
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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