Poetry Forum
PREFACE
it's been two days and i recall the last moments i believed in to be as the heavenly watchman of night. a calling, to the last watchers. to the last of what was before i came.
for two thousand years we've been watching. my sight is aim to what i look for: for the sons of God have been placed without a partner. and i have watched all good things that made man who he is and watched all bad things create disorder. every day that is changed is a night of remembrance.
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