From time immemorial light touches soil
As the sun sinks into the underworld.
Drags along spiritual ascension,
Divests shelter of the innocent.
Shivering I gaze
Upon the flickering nightshades.
Silhouettes whisper the forthcoming decease.
Hence - you shapes of the pursuers!
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