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For decades now

These pools have served

As mass graves

For my sacrifices

In the spring

My senses awake

And I greet

The blessed souls

Of those that I have chosen

Selected from the ranks

Of mediocrity

This is the pit

That I have dug

Here is where I drink

...and drown

Here I nourish

The sheep's heart

During the tides

With moon's passion

I have quenched my hunger again

Now wandering amidst the crystal lakes

The journey has no direction

The soul is already home