māra

fly on time but leave me

a wonderous part with you

no promise of new blood

bid your clocks adieu

I only want the sky

and water over stone

an angel in my pocket

for all that I atone

save your lash for twits

leave me frozen peace

I will burn the pendulum

watch your evil cease

 

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