Despise stars’ leaden chain..., by Rupert Moreton Despise stars’ leaden chain /
Do I, their dullard’s fire. /
Greet I old rage insane – /
Turret’s protruding spire.
Boulder, become as mesh, /
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I cannot stand the rays..., by Ilya Shambat I cannot stand the rays /
Of banal stars at night /
Greetings, my madness old, /
Gun tower's searing height.
Become a whirling stone /
A cobw...