Forsaken*
Darkness closes into bones
And bones forsake their weary home
While home was memory but gone
And gone is the heart where it belongs
Belong to earth and flesh and sea
To see the scapes that soon will be
Be their light, their hope, their cure
Cure the poison, make it pure
Purity's fountain trickles dry
Drying land and earth and sky
In sky so clear and far from home
To home return the forsaken bones
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