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Stand By Idle

the shadow caste
is thin but long
in ancient rite's
masonic song

the idol wards off
Ra's good light
in confirmation
of the night

in sun below
bail the harvest
export to go

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this very much! Felt as though I was there watching!

"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

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