Poem -

Rain Dance

The rain danced and found a home.
Within the twilight falls and stars.
It seems like forever since I had heard the rain.
When the absolute rises and the.archons flee.
The drought will be passed and not found.
Can my tears qualify as rain?
Since I have cried so much 
The even born and the already been are waiting.
In the sanctuary of skies where the halls of  mythology are.
Child of mine do not seek peace.
We were born for war and ruin.
No smiling benefactor to light our nights.
No ease of hearth in this fairy tale.
It is undone.

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