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Alchemy

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Days pass unenlighteningly
In the other room 
Mourning in outer space
Meetings on Zoom. Buried near enough.
Splendid unknown unlnowns assist me 
You, who hardly know me, prevaricate,
Intimidated by the gravitas of life,
Soldiers, the saddest of alchemists,
Turn a trick on the front line
Turn wine into water, blood into hell;
At the summit of the shroud, 
Above clouds, tattered prayer flags
Remind me to remain sane. Heavenly hosts
On wilderness shores, says it plain.

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