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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