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Nursery II
Do not break the cell from within
Of wing'd soul that floats the lab'rinth
Tending deepest niches sightless
In its world of total darkness
Of impending writhing epic
In the wards of deep pandemic
Life with tender strike & purging
From its flight, this like, this surgeon
To the parasites no quarter
By this epidemic thwarter
Cosmos flares of ash in shatters
Second coming rise dark matter
The cure behind the anal sun
Forgiveness of the Ancient One
If not too late to resurrect
In nest of birthing stars reflect
April 29 ( NaPoWriMo 2017 )
Of wing'd soul that floats the lab'rinth
Tending deepest niches sightless
In its world of total darkness
Of impending writhing epic
In the wards of deep pandemic
Life with tender strike & purging
From its flight, this like, this surgeon
To the parasites no quarter
By this epidemic thwarter
Cosmos flares of ash in shatters
Second coming rise dark matter
The cure behind the anal sun
Forgiveness of the Ancient One
If not too late to resurrect
In nest of birthing stars reflect
April 29 ( NaPoWriMo 2017 )
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