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The silenced divine

And he kept twitching for that quest unsettling, for that unwritten prose, For the words that were veiled in the immortality of the fusing echoes. Riposted in a dream lurking in the spilling tide of the nightfall, Too sacred to be defined that even the letters fall short to enthrall. A fatal toxin gently, unceasingly… Continue reading The silenced divine