the crone speaks to death
she does not listen to its words
but voices those of her own making
the mother takes in life
holding onto everything
giving only herself away
the maiden gives birth to a new voice
to be heard and sung
among the masses
there is no end held within the capacity of these three
they are life/death incarnate
they are darkness/light held
they are purity/deceit seen
in all there is no want of another
in all there is no need for another
in all there is no end, only beginning
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