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Soul Collectors

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There are those that depend
upon the sun, they cling around
its edges, afraid of losing sight of it,
plastered against it, they follow
wherever it goes, trusting only
its light to lead their way,
and when it begins to stretch
far out of the reach of their eyes
they are rendered paralyzed,
and like the shadows find a way
to vanish.

And there are the more daring ones
who navigate by the stars,
entrusting their bodies to those
celestial lights which burn through the night,
over womb-like, yet often hungry,
devouring seas they follow these
ghosts of the sky, reminders of pale
gaslights, they beckon home.

But this is nothing to the often neglected
ones who give themselves over to the
borrowed light of the moon,
they are the collectors of souls,
and eaters of sorrows,
upon their backs they carry
the dust of dreams
how closely they dance with death,
how strangely fragile they appear
for all the mysteries which
they carry away to bury
beneath unmarked graves.
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