In this outer circle we will strugle bitter in our heart.
In this flesh we live half blind.
Transcending the sorrows of this world. A spirit set aflame.
From its center light unfolds.
Threefold Existence in the dust of Time.
A morningrise, a star afar.
For our winter to come.
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