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Patriarchs

Old wisdom shines like light
Across the void of time.
Old words fight decay
From foolish minds.
Ages die like fire
From the falling rain,
As our patriarchs
Smile and become the Earth.

Fire and rain -
Strip me to my bones,
As I know my name
And claim my forefather's heart.

Fire and rain -
Wash the Earth anew,
As my forefathers and I
Rise from ashes.

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