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02 The Mortal Predicament
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clocks tick blasphemy, duel intent
only sun, only moon
inherit a moment’s trust-
tether my spirit’s fog to the present
halt infinity, mute old tunes
damn the cosmos if I must
phantoms of light, too old to repent
undead galactic projections
stars, like time, jest in our rust