

Twenty - Second VersionThe crumbling crusadeTwenty - Second Version
Of discarded rubble, comes crashing down. A crack through the heart of the world, Shakes the ground beneath our feet,
As we dig this planet apart.
As for me, I’m a cloud.
Sailing beneath every shadow, and
Splitting in two to reveal my innermost,
To erode the stone images of those I respect.
It rose outside my window In the premature break of day, And I woke, my mind encrusted with
The peeling remains of a dream. Through the lens of a camera,
You’re a pixel vision with no past or future.
The circumstances
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