To shake off this dust,
from whence I came,
Eden's spawn
from whence I came,
Eden's spawn
so long ago
is beyond my measure.
is beyond my measure.
This contaminated creation dust,
self sullied selfish grime,
clings in daily torment
and draws me
self sullied selfish grime,
clings in daily torment
and draws me
ever closer
to the dust
to the dust
whose siren call
creates time.
creates time.
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Breathtaking!
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