fire on the star of death from afar
the senseless watching of aeons past
sent shivers down my line and attire
as i railed against the future's mast.
for centuries long i'd been the guardian of all
measuring words from a tomb of gold
that few forsake for their semblance of guilt
might save them yet from wealth unsold
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This I think is an amazing poem, about an Oracle and how they perceive those that they are there to advise, love, nurture and protect.
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The thought is made from profoundness and selflessness. The glory of sacrifice which is the noblest can only be lit up by sacrifice itself. The majesty is seen.
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bless you, dear bb.
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