Taken

I will listen for you in the never-was
As the bridges burn
And the healing smoke caresses
Quietly you slip away
And sting
but
The bees are dying now
and
The GODS are awake
The old souls
In turn
Have risen to take their take
And your stock is down
Good tidings to you in the nevermore

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