sleepless nights of rust and rain, the feat of mana in the plane


power plight to know the hw to lest the sheep and rest the cow


i prose and ponder light and sine but wash the blood with turpentine

the pace belief of trust and fawn, the mustard seed of time in dawn


dawn of the time, the birth of a man his luster caught within his hand


power upon the breadth of his brow, buster brown the bastard cow

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