A Rite that Begins After it is Reached

We rose towards the light.

Beasts (Royals, Sovereigns, Kings) that ruled without coronation.

We fell when it became too bright.

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It was our right! As you feel it is your right.

What else could it mean through our (prominent-purposeful-powerful) creation?

We rose towards the light.

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And by the Gods (Us. Us. All of Us) we reached our great height.

Stories shined in our eyes, the beginnings of a constellation.

We fell when it became too bright.

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Even given with all our might. . .

Giants to breadcrumbs made of ashes (so many ashes) after the cremation.

We rose towards the light.

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The light you gave because curiosity (bow, bow, and pray) is your rite.

Gods coffin's exposed after excavation.

We fell when it became too bright.

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(Us; you; them) What will be next to ignite?

Distant or not your bones, bones, many bones will be read as a narration.

We rose towards the light.

We fell when it became too bright.