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The Confessions of a Mask
the Thirst for Love suppress,
welcome Forbidden Colors
and The Sound of Waves address:
“Death in Midsummer
does Spring Snow bring
that Acts of Worship impede not;
The Decay of the Angel notwithstanding,
amidst Runaway Horses comes hope singly
to worship at The Temple of Dawn.
The Sailor Who Fell From Grace with the Sea
to Sun and Steel must now submit,
and face his verdict After The Banquet.”

The Temple of the Golden Pavillion remains
in Silk and Insight shrouded;
while in his eternal resting place
the mangled author’s face stormily clouded.