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Prime Ordeal
That it be not known, or mentioned
Or in our thoughts agreed
That a casual distinction lives
And thrives between the scenes
That cut together our own pasts
To another, disagrees and still
Suggests all be already writ
And suckled down from the stars
In fully woven streams

Recant, abjure your hopeless causa
Remove your cloak and show your face
lest the cloak outstay its station
in that place among your dreams
which cut together your own pasts
Unlikely to redeem a thing
from all the stars asunder - sacred
This thing you hide still lives inside
Despite your low-caste schemes.
Copyright © Ben Kross

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