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Around me in the void of night there moves / The struggle of uncreate worlds to be, / The stars are not the stars, I hear afar / The planets' minstrelsy.
For me there is no time, no space, no depth, / No love, no hate, no passionate despair. / I face my destiny -- to what has been / And will be, I am heir.
The vulture sails below me, and across / Immeasurable spaces tempests roll. / Decay cannot unmake me, I am part / Of an eternal whole.