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(we took our way unto the nearest woods

seating ourselves within a darksome cave

such places heavy saturnists do crave

where yet the gladsome day has never seen

nor phoebus' piercing beams had ever been)

and here we found our home

to bear us trunks and branches

and a web of gnarled roots

to tie us to it's emptiness

sinking and sinking

like fangs into the flesh

from stagnant wells we drink in silence

starving on this darkness we share an ingrown pain

consumed by inner fires we bear our mutual shame

where the gladsome day has never seen

nor phoebus' piercing beams had ever been

the truth will cut us free

but not until its finished with us