edge II

cusp 	of our year
edge	of our time

face	sharpening
fate	hardening
swirl	wintering
pain	shearing
flesh	yielding	
blade	keening
scythe	cutting
clean	slicing
blood	sluicing	
silence	bleeding
need	growing
gap	widening
black	deepening
heart	sorrowing	

edge	of our year	ending
cusp	of our time	begin
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