The cast of her wings thrusts him on his knees
In veneration and blind fear he turns
She stirs the motions of the wind like breath
By the dust she moves blows into his eyes
To say but once he recognizes her words
No more needs be spoken to hear her speak
By darkness as a cast of light is blown
Like a shadow in the cave sightless soul
There stands the mad angel that destroys man
Unbreakable duende in his heart
That takes possession of a different life
He cannot preserve her self but take it
Indulging into the air by every breath
She so remote and yet appears so clear
That remains so distant yet and unseen
The child that destroys a man
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