When I reached up the mountain top
Alone I was for certain
Till higher yet, 2 vultures shot
Out of the blue azure
They came between the sun and me
And cast their lumbering shadows
A rush of blood then stitched my cheek,
Humility was sown.
Humility
Wild Muses
When I reached up the mountain top
Alone I was for certain
Till higher yet, 2 vultures shot
Out of the blue azure
They came between the sun and me
And cast their lumbering shadows
A rush of blood then stitched my cheek,
Humility was sown.
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