Why we could start from Life —
She cruelly began from me —
The woods released beyond Myself —
But Mortality.
I quickly stood — She didn't know lethargy
But we did keep
Our leisure but our labor not,
From Her Spite —
I avoided the Void, there Men slept
Not at Work — outside the Plane —
I avoided the Rooms of Impassive Steel —
I avoided the Rising Moon —
And too — She avoided Me —
The Flames spread still but Hot —
From also Stone, our Skin —
Our Hair — also Iron
I started after a Grave this wasn't
A Sinking for the Sky —
The Floor wasn't fully invisible —
The Foundation — outside the Sky —
Until now — 'tis not a Moment — but more
Doesn't feel longer less the Night
We last forgot the Serpent's Footprints
Weren't from Impermanence —
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