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Devin Ortiz Jan 2019
Mistress of Celestial Blight,
I have scorned thee again.

Light leaves as darkness
breaks the rhythm of harmony.

Vibrations of twilight,
split both mind and body.

Whispers of stars,
recall the old oaths.

Sins spiral into the gravity of
blood and guilt.

Forgive me oh mother,
I will break one thousand times more.

— The End —