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The road not taken
Leads to the abyss.
The crows guide my path
To the feet of the holy mount.
In the shadow,
I fall in worship.
Shadows falter and fall
In my gaze.
The light claims me,
Bathes me.
I am holy,
But only for a moment.
The light shines on;
The road continues.
About the Creator
Catsidhe
Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth
What can I say about myself?
A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a walking coffin
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