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Mystic Sickness

This magic now
Has been undone
No new night
Will break the dawn
And spread the sky
Across its face
Its bloody orb
Blinkless, dilating
Bloodshot with mystic sickness
Then bloodless with the fall
Of tears, smudged mascara
As it peers across flat lands
Of the mind
This third eye explodes
Unravelling time
Like loose spools of red cotton
Dancing in ancient winds
Written by williamcook
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