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In utter vain
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by [Alisdaire ]

2005-05-06  |     | 



I am empty
this vast cavern
where once a gentle soul resided
held to the morning and cried
the victors song across the horizon.
I stand here
looking upon the vastness inside
those empty hollows
where once a soul did thrive
And held the morrows promise.
I am no longer the son of the morning
rather the decaying fragment
that withered cloak of time
and life, how well
its chords have struck and rung
Out upon a life's journey.
Bitter the sweet decades that pass,
the centuries flew where fate to hand
grasped the final breath of me
and held me like sand
Till soon nothing is left of the grains
those granules of the sparks of life
All lay in utter vain.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph

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