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Ciel Noir
Poems
Sep 2023
God of Death
I do not know who or what else
but our god is a god of death
who built us all to stumble
built the Universe itself to crumble
from our viewpoint
we who perceive time
as a moving arrow
ours is a god of falling dice
of falling sand
of falling sparrows
the children of entropy
the stones and trees
the Moon
the sea
the air in every breath
and even we ourselves are born of death
we fear for everything we are
in fear we walk
as fallen stars
tremble before the night beyond
tremble before the face of god
Written by
Ciel Noir
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