I have never much felt despair,
until now, until this death,
a cruel sword that sliced through
the umbilical chord of our divinity,
in agony the waters heaved,
the spirit cast upon the shore.
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
I have never much felt despair,
until now, until this death,
a cruel sword that sliced through
the umbilical chord of our divinity,
in agony the waters heaved,
the spirit cast upon the shore.