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Mirrors of the Lost Eye

Mirrors of the Lost Eye. Poetry from ages which no man remembers. Saturday, December 09, 2006. From time, through time, to time immemorial. The world remained as it had for eternity. But time moved, and the world followed after. Born among fog and flame, water and stone,. Formed together from every corner of the firmaments. But at this time nothing tread upon the stone,. The rivers and wave-ways were free from fish,. The embers burnt on nigh but themselves,. The fog, all alone, wafted in the air above.

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Mirrors of the Lost Eye. Poetry from ages which no man remembers. Saturday, December 09, 2006. From time, through time, to time immemorial. The world remained as it had for eternity. But time moved, and the world followed after. Born among fog and flame, water and stone,. Formed together from every corner of the firmaments. But at this time nothing tread upon the stone,. The rivers and wave-ways were free from fish,. The embers burnt on nigh but themselves,. The fog, all alone, wafted in the air above.

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