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Crucifix

this temple of my being is larger than you think
its ivory columns are taller than the cathedral
the starry vault stops under crimson horizon,
just look, my altar is an enigmatic thorn
speared in the fiery robe of darkness
but when you steped in, it became
a lonesome and cold space,
for a frantic minute..
then it ceased,
forever!

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