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Fake crumbling granite glares downward at me from wizened stone; he must surely know I’ve watched him shed his grey; wings free He’s left his post, while I have watched him go. I cannot sleep, I dream of gliding stone that hunts my soul, for I have seen His sentience, and my knowledge he would […]






