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genesis-27076	Cassetty, Christopher	Unnamed Poem 6	2023	1	.pdf	application/pdf	183	5	69	I lay atop my bed with clouds for eyes; these wretched liquid tears beseem me well, for nightly days and daily nights have come to be ubiquitous so with these storms. The moon aflame the night wants too to die, a flutter ‘twixt the clouds o’ dreary hell; she weeps, and tears besmirch the whilom ‘drum arras o’ sky; her flames ignite the swarm of thoughts–of thoughts of which there was a dearth– to die, to take the hand o’ moon and then— ignite, the round o’ chamber, make my end, to call my days forgone, by means of scend, and was it well, decided I, the perfect Night to … [sic, page torn]	cache/genesis-27076.pdf	txt/genesis-27076.txt