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 Nov 2013 Clara
Olga Valerevna
The blood collects, the earth the cup
And quickly now it's filling up
The ones who drink will also pour
Until there's nothing anymore
I cannot say the time is come
But what I know - thy will be done

Are you the hand that paints it red
Or someone who has washed instead


For no one else can claim your role
It's yours alone, so keep it whole
I see myself in others' eyes
But are my own becoming blind
My lids restore the outer part
Enough deceit to plague my heart
I should at first, have looked within
Before I traded sight for skin
And if there's still a chance for me
I'll take it now, I'll drink the sea
A fish swims through the sea while the sea is, in a certain sense, contained within the fish!

-mewithoutYou (The Dryness and the Rain)

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