May a clean sweep suffice

May a clean sweep suffice
Rolling the first wave of an unstoppable force

Grip it tighter as the world closes upon you
A green clove would burst but in a truer bloom

There is no light to decipher when hunting for her gaze
No color that is, until the grey of our despair

And shining upon dead men's eyes, your tongue is the only hue of hope for I desire your words to be truth

Please now, in a forgotten language yet unmistakable, tell truths where I am yours and you have all.

Clear my mind. I want to know a star again for the first time.

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