AzureA Poem by The_GargoyleThread the stars across the sky Stately as the day we die Hurriedly slow the funeral pyre Hushed in night, the sable dire A journey long, the wind my lyre Strangled suns, endless mire Gallows birds, my requiem choir Bleak encore, Death's last satire
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