take me
to the tomb
i know
the hour
has succumbed me
pray not
let us wait
to see
lest mortal siege
return
the soul
alas
to realize
their loss
the eye of minds
sold off
for sundries
in the erstwhile slumber
underneath
a thimble
pricked
by prose
Max, or Not 
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