Allseeing eyeyou leave your shedWeaving icy websof cosmic thredsAsk directionsand solid penniesMust lit the molten starsbefore they vanishImpatient soula spark that passedInto a diamond blurof eons lostAnd underneaththe universal willSomeone counts the lossof the imbecill
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