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A Book
The dull book of the lame amongst the seas of eyes,
a breeze may see, applause with might,
but the winds blew not, the wind subside,
A flick of ember that thy not see,
inside the walls of this new dead tree, carcass may say this new life brought,
quill dressed in ebony, chapters of every drought.
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