Waters of Dust

1. Hanging up on a cross;
2. Dripping from toes, my dross.
3. Buried in waters of dust,
4. Chipping away at crust.
5. Breathing on me, a dove
6. Sent from the moon above.
7. Tending fin, wing, and claw.
8. Eating good fruit I saw;
9. Nibbling on blood and brain.
10. Riding on wheel of pain.
11. Farming thorns from the brink,
12. Wanting for crumb and drink.

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