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I whisper
some say, malign.
I have no secrets
limpid, unknowing
the void is a mirror,
I live outside of time
nothing escapes me,
so to see the truth, look into my eyes.
I will embrace you,
I will erase you.
pilgrimage, to the point of vanishing
set the ritual, to purify
radiate in ecstatic offering
supplicant of the serpent archetype
a cavernous whisper,
shimmer.
some say, divine.
immune to inferno,
sailed across the ages, right by your side.
I will embrace you,
I will erase you.
crawling
deep in
to the
thicket,
afoul
of the
spirits,
wicked,
begging quarter,
the ebbing of light,
nigh.
vanquished
predatory
human,
auto-immolated.
mother of creation,
begin again!
I will embrace you,
I will erase you.
pilgrimage, to the point of vanishing
set the ritual, to purify
radiate in ecstatic offering
supplicant of the serpent archetype
pilgrimage, to the point of vanishing
set the ritual, to purify
radiate in ecstatic offering,
metamorphic!
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