On Falcon's holy mountain ,
Thoth sunset burning compass .
The wind is full of secrets
and ancestors fly through the sky .
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Not the place for vagrant thought
or dangerous contemplation ,
the valley mists with
holograms ,
while archetypes with hieroglyph converse .
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Nothing is evermore or known
but a gentle shower of light
and the beauty of all numbers
as Time unveils the Night .