Words in Waves AKA Bereavement

Oh Gods, you threw me out of the thin lands of my fathers, out of my ancestral palace by the shores of the Libyan sea, you send me to grow up in disregarded kingdoms, to be forgotten among foreigners…

Sadness mounts upon me like the flooding sea, sorrow whelms me, like the tide’s assault, my heart is a castle plundered by the rabble, the red of autumn skies is forbidden in this doomed land…

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