Zdzislaw

I've crawled this corridor once before
 To the shadows where it ends.
 Peeled back all of the paper doors
 To remind me where I've been.
 Seeds to be sown.
 Who would've known
 The balance fractured this far in?
 Who left this
 Way open?
 Unguarded;
 Paths chosen.
 All guilty -
 They stand in judgment of, those who would travel and
 All are guilty -
 To swing the pendulum, to eat the temporal.
 They all know,
 Harvest time is coming soon...
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 I hold a fragile light
 Before faces of stone ascend.
 Luminous for what it's worth
 In an amber, ragged mist.
 I left this
 Way open.
 I wanted
 Paths chosen.
 All guilty -
 They stand in judgment of, those who would travel and
 All are guilty -
 To swing the pendulum, to eat the temporal.
 We all know
 Harvest time is coming soon...
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 Listen... spoken in broken words!
 To those who would try to hide,
 Beckoning the Earth to draw you nigh,
 Make your vendetta of the ground,
 Sundered ground-lover
 All opposing gravity rise,
 Rise.
 Rise.
 Rise...