The Untitled
To this land we came
To fulfill the law
To feed the hungry mouth of justice
Into the cold light
Into the frozen silence
We who were chosen by our own vices
(Which is also to say we were
Chosen by Virtues and Powers)
To fill the chasms our vices have dug
The digging has been digging without respite since long ago.
As we have journeyed to arid places
To fulfill the …
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