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The Crack Between the Worlds

I shatter the glass

Of ages past

I shudder now to think

The broken moon

Foretells my doom

I’m tossed into the brink

Like withered grass

On trampled paths

I die into the space

As I arrive

My fortune cries

Depart the human race

Returned again

On crimson winds

My consciousness uncurls

Never more

Shall I return

To the crack between the worlds