Black Water
Eyes unopened; brush my broken doubts,with salt water:My very brazen tune. Broken hearted; shrining earth with dew--and black water--this soothing Breeze will do. For this rainfallBrush this rainfallFor this rainfall.A Friar’s time now; stars around me sway,In Black Water—Boldness left my heart. In this void I sit; cast by evil faceswhence my helpIs an empty tomb. For this rainfallBrush this rainfall For this rainfall--Brush this rainfall.
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