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the door

the moon was pregnant with wisdom
& it spoke to me
whispered secrets in my ear
it gave birth to words
great ones  
for those with a mind to hear
the red dog
who makes people tremble
is at the door
the bugle boy
has ushered in a dreadful age
nigh the horses are riding
it is terrible and great times we are in
I saw a child before me
he traveled a treacherous journey
spoke a language
not known to the human race
with a voice understood
not heard
uttered it's finished
I closed my eyes
& reopened them  
witnessed him transform
into a wise old man
he opened a door before me
said "go in"
I crossed the threshold  
felt the power of the place
& awoke
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Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 12th Feb 2017
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