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Random Poem:

Corollary Of Society
ShelbyS

'Tis cause for worry
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when the sun flees the sky and
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mother moon remains
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nowhere to be seen.
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And dear Samael, he
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comes to borrow my chariot,
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for a simple stroll through paradise.
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Then the sky grows diseased,
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ravenous as a whore ignored,
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left to rot in her emptiness.
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On the back of a matchbook,
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I find this ill-gotten number.
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I dial and demand answer from Keter.
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And remind of a sense of
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responsibility that once held the
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world on its shoulders.
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It seems that Malkhut
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has cancer, she’s dying
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slowly, as if waiting for remedy.
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Seers cycles through Keda,
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and proverb as well, through
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Torah, and Literature alike,
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if only for a reason.
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Then the whorl around
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the circle that is creation
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ceases to spin and fades away.
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And Gevorah merges with
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Chesed to create,
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of all things, balance.
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So I think I'll catch a ride
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on Sphinx and Unicorn alike,
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to find my way back to lucidity.
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