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The dry riverbed held no mercy, | The dry riverbed held no mercy, | ||
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From whence a flood of devastation poured | From whence a flood of devastation poured | ||
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Now a thirst of revelation lies, barren and hot. | Now a thirst of revelation lies, barren and hot. | ||
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As I walked, the river forked | As I walked, the river forked | ||
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A mass of brass and clockwork lie there staring upward, an eyelike violet gem blinking in the moonlight. | A mass of brass and clockwork lie there staring upward, an eyelike violet gem blinking in the moonlight. | ||
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I asked him if he were a messenger sent to put me on the path | I asked him if he were a messenger sent to put me on the path | ||
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| + | "I am a messenger no more." | ||
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"Can you show me the way?" | "Can you show me the way?" | ||
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" I can't, and if I could, I wouldn't. I would not inflict this on anyone. | " I can't, and if I could, I wouldn't. I would not inflict this on anyone. | ||
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" Inflict what?" | " Inflict what?" | ||
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" The Longing." | " The Longing." | ||
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Its head tilted back and it answered me no longer. | Its head tilted back and it answered me no longer. | ||
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I walked further down the bed and when I looked back it was gone. | I walked further down the bed and when I looked back it was gone. | ||
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In that moment, I felt it.. the longing. I looked up as it had, The spine stretched out in front of me.. and I felt it | In that moment, I felt it.. the longing. I looked up as it had, The spine stretched out in front of me.. and I felt it | ||
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The longing. | The longing. | ||
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Latest revision as of 11:35, 7 October 2021
The dry riverbed held no mercy,
From whence a flood of devastation poured
Now a thirst of revelation lies, barren and hot.
As I walked, the river forked
A mass of brass and clockwork lie there staring upward, an eyelike violet gem blinking in the moonlight.
I asked him if he were a messenger sent to put me on the path
"I am a messenger no more."
"Can you show me the way?"
" I can't, and if I could, I wouldn't. I would not inflict this on anyone.
" Inflict what?"
" The Longing."
Its head tilted back and it answered me no longer.
I walked further down the bed and when I looked back it was gone.
In that moment, I felt it.. the longing. I looked up as it had, The spine stretched out in front of me.. and I felt it
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The longing.
-E
