Halls of the Dark Muse

This was something of an experiment. I was just trying to kill time, and there were all these newspaper pages, and ads and such things scattered on a table, so I constrcutued a poem as a sort of word college. Scanning headlines, bold wriing, and such to pick out words that stuck out at me and complied the poem from those words, title included.

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Forgotten tongues
explore ancient caverns
under astral oracle

Deep fears in the midst
seek doors unseen
mirrored by spirits eyes

Night Angels battle
on the edge, inside
the path of memorial

From the minds lake
comes the one way
to explore an escape.