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There is a sign
In the sky
Tonight
Felt beyond
The calculated
Translation of
Predictable patterns

A warning
A blessing
A seismic shift
Reverberating through
The subconscious

Is this the apex
Of some beginning
Or the inaugurating
Cataclysmic climax
Will constellations clash
And drag our nights
Into a perpetual frontline
Will we bring the battle
Straight to the gates
Of Olympus
Or will the soothsayers
Finally be heard
Above all this war

The coy smile
Greeting the stars
For this solstice
Celebration
Reveals no secrets
Never has
And forever will