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It was a cold dawn so pure

when the seeds were sown

her skin moaned scars

my daughter wedded with rot

she was purified through flames

But decay claimed her soul

faith vigilance breeding

as November invited starvation

our morning widows

They laid with pestilence

Chivalry drowned in blood

These borrowed ephemeral moments

under the aegis of horned deities

I ushered brethren to their rest

jewels of lost faith beneath me

numerous like masked stars above

falling white shrouded their memory

No kindred to bury my husk

allegiant venom burning deep

obeisance never crowns my grave

Plague that spred through north