what matter holds no love or pain
nothing found or lost
there is the emptiness of truth
the flower of waking truly
borne on the stalk of despair
plague this earth no longer
with troubled sighs and
lamentations of the damned
the last kingdom is come and
the red sea is set
moses has come home
chariots blazing
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