marsh of gases
labor of poisons
poisoned cups
and
dark-clad days
frowning clouds
and loaded rains
eyes that peer
from above skies
viewing All
All in bird's eye:
and thus
Knowledge of the All
compressed in perceptions few
Of the All and for the All
Of the All and from the All
sad days
dark days
cemeteries
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