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A Psalm For Lost Gods

  A Psalm for Lost Gods

  Dew dripping from the beard of the wizard king

  Condensated breath from a brisk winter’s walk

  It is all towards

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  Longing for a love that could never be

  Dragon stars guide the finger’s wavering

  To retrace divine lust with earthen chalk

  It is all towards

  A prime mover shines incandescently

  From The Apocrypha of Madoc by Yana Madoc, translated by Pychyanas of Felltyde

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