.The wane of my crescent fixation,
The moon she doth corrodes.
Thousands of voiceless faces
Besmirch the darkened canopy.
This winter's night, needful and torturous,
Has unearthed many secrecies
Amongst caskets sealed forever (I once believed).
Forgive my pessimism,
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