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| No Glory by � moon_grace What glory in moment's passion that falls silent in ancient ruin- Falling hard through the darkness where even angels fold down their wings? Falling in a rage from glory- Blanketed by the whistle of winds and falling leaves. What voices call vexingly on the moonlit wind? From this vast and lonely space, who sees you try again? Loss perceived- a swollen captious river that Masks not a mountain of pain in this dark place Where angels fold down their wings. moon_grace. 2001 |
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