Woken in the state,
a star was given form,
it polarised the world at bay,
stopping it in its tracks,
over and over the darkness rang,
while the sun forever set,
underneath the devils dish,
broken in a wicked sin,
new woven sleeves,
buried below the soiled earth,
capsized wager,
I gave a breath,
while he closed his eyes,
and gave me wings to fly away…
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