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Donald P. Goodman III
Version 1.0 (5 September 1202)
A nightmare neverending, like a knotted noose
a-tight'ning, ever tauter, choking in the dark;
still tearing me, like torture, tears now flowing loose,
a veil a-low'ring, vicious, loathsome, vile, and stark;
a deaf'ning veil, a vessel of the dead'ning night,
a terrifying twilight over all descends;
a blackness blocking all, a botulistic blight,
a death-producing dark, it mauls but never mends.
No light by men laid out can lance the monstrous mass,
the cloak that covers all our eyes until our ends;
no pyre, however, high, this pall can e'er surpass;
our po'er cannot our sickly souls' pale pallor pass.
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