Sagittarius A*

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A temple raised to their ghosts.
A temple raised to raze their enemies.
Crowds swell with revelers.
Grounds swell with crushing waters.

Humanity's burden: pay off gods while sinning against them.
Cut their throats on the altar of shame.
Bury the memory of touch.

Metal minds and silicon hearts.
Molded to spec, martyred for peace.

"Seek not your purpose.
Your fate is death."

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from The Light Escaping, releases October 10, 2019

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