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[title] => Death of Art
[time] => 2013-05-04 19:18:44
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[bodytext] => Oh, rest my child of everlasting passion
Of whom God made this decade’s hellish fire,
Forever loved, now enter God’s Empire,
And let His magic carry on your ashes.
To rest is time. To rest and be forgiven.
For all those years of warming light, I thank you
No single soul like yours shall enter Heaven
No gift like yours to any will be given.
I must now leave you child, the wars are coming
And this one story really needs completing.
The Death of Art I’m witnessing defeated,
And poets at the bleeding arc are dying.
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