Great untendered goddess of abysmal dark of night,

where true sky unveils bleak stone cold depth

of All of awesome sights.

Abattis thoughts crisscross the mind to grind out a hapless thaw contrived, while froze remains of grief absurd deny its ownless loss of sight

of souls clear lost in plight of breathless sighs by heartstrung heaving fright:





smudgeless shorn of belief inkwrit hypotheses pleading relief forlorn from indomitable curse of rancid script with final scene, hearse emblematical, dire begot by dreary dreams forgot until eruptive thought careens with abysmal scream’s result of engine cuts meant to thwart all pride of glide

across rough but winsome seas to see lands of the free inside.

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