Carrying the unknown
From the glare of first light
It cries and it cries
Until the world
Is but a blur to endure

It sows
Every word of disdain
That thoughtlessly
Strays and impales

It feeds
Until it billows and foams
With our villainous days
And curses each mile
With strife

Until beauty
Is but a famed
And withering ghost

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