(what is) nostogia

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hate



'The cock crows

but the owl knows

it is not time'



the reach of our nightmare

is at hand

we will not become the legend

but be legendary

for the noise

we make at the moment

of dull clarity



will define us



and they will hear

and they will wonder

and they will come observing

but the cinders will be cold

and they will know

the snow is no longer

beautiful

but deadly



my

what a big stick we swing

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