You gods who play the long game
Who were part of the early planning
And stay loyal to your name
Great creatures who have no guilt
Or shame who work your will
Tirelessly in every place and time
For whom our mountains and our seas
Are poor reminders of your rhymes
And starry rhythmic breathing
Like you I just want to endure
And stay pissed just a little
Learn to love the nothingness
And the somethingness equally
Unassigned unknown none
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