That which would temper your soul which would keep u, sustain u, is That which THEY* surmise is unfit 2 tell u It is anathema It is ruin (2 the Enemies of Man) It is THEIR Dharmakshetra It is THEIR Palace at Babylon THEIR Flash o’ Reckoning THEIR Unmitigated Doom It is […]
Lyres gilt w/ kaumarya leaf, Accompanied by a peacock’s conceit, Pierce the barricades of a hindering darkness Whereby revealed is the flicker of an occulted light Whence crows, en sackcloth, take whispery flight That is the moment The crown of woe is w/drawn The very moment u realise U are NOT 4saken; Ganga’s shimmering flow […]
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