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Riseth He, The Numberless 2

Maudlin Of The Well

A shade of sleep pass'd a veil o'er my eyes
Not like them...statues of defeat
And I dreamt

In one room I saw a candle
And in another, a votive wreath
A candle to pierce the darkness
And I saw an old man sitting, sitting
And he was alive!