The Howling Void - A Name Writ in Water


A drop of rain into the churning sea 
Dissolution into the yawning tides 
I will forget what it is to be 
And not knowing, I will rise again only to fall 
I am the inheritor of disease 
Of damp, black earth 
My withered husk will dry upon the shore 
I will become the sand 
In forgotten dreams I crawl towards distant stars

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