Floating beneath the southern sky

A new legion of stars

Keep guard from above

For the prowl of years lost  

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Over the crests of  waves

Their roaring pages turn

And I sleep at last

In eternity’s hands

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An old nest burns softly on a distant pyre

Sending a mournful plume

A soaring cavalcade of black

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The fires will fade

Into ashes and bones

Returned to the soil

In the dark of my mind