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I stumbled out my cave at dawn.
the Sun was waking up in smoke
of the burning stack of hay
in the bloody horizon.
I breathed deeply and inhaled
parts of soot going down my lungs.
I coughed and listened for the birds.
the Sun has risen up at last
purple shadows on the grass.
I stood and marvelled.
I couldn't move, nor sigh, nor cry.
I just inhaled the sunbeams
and got down on my knees.
Forgive me, Father, I have sinned
just let this be my last seen sight
'cause I'm the wicked Lover of the Light.
V.
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