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"Forked Spoken Trials"
Weathered dust
Crowned twelve with one eye shut
What oceans wore in vein
Made naked nonsense
Alabaster shores in a lighter shade of hell
Forked spoken trails tell
Nothing is hidden
Nothing is new
None wonders
In surrendered passion
Old redemption
Rearranged
Old names
Separate one
Who made you?
Who made who?
Manner of gentle touch
Or the force of Samson's hammer against your brow?
Don’t tempt fate
Fate resists and delays
What happens, happened twice
In heaven today
Forget about lines you were
Not meant to make a remembrance of
False witnesses bare sweet incense
Shallow kisses wet
Swallowed the universe whole
While moons wept
