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Nov 2013
[and none are eternal]**


with closed eyes
i fall
through 9 realms
putting on and taking off
my masks

when i walk alone
i walk in
Asgard
i walk in the belief
of my power
i walk on
the  Bifröst
a golden guardian
at the gate

the dark world
is blue and grey
all that is wrong
is blue
and black
but i can walk
on the dark world
i can walk on Svartalfheim
because i am golden
i am strong
i have weapons

but Asgard is not eternal
i am not
eternal
and if you look close enough
even weapons
forged of steel
are simply
energy and space
a m a n d a
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