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Drifters in sky without sun to guide our way we hang upon the clouds of mortality.
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Goodbye rings in silence of another shadow,
a dead leaf withering in the wind.
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Stray fugitives thrown out in public scorn,
all defense denied.
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Another chapter written to cement
within these last white rooms breathing torment.
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A burning fire haunts the lands
in valleys of doomed tomorrow.
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Those presaging eyes perceive cobwebs of fire
within the faint traces of pure evil.
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When horizons fold into evening stars
and clocks keep ticking ahead,
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Fly high upon wings of the heron of birth
and reunite yourself with time.
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Strings pull rigorously and tear up skin
that circumvents beneath a lost force...
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Another bleeding heart laced in Ferris wheel to repeat its broken rounds,
groveling aloft, above ground to conceal the revolting breaking
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Hollow truths scribbled with black ink on white
while she continues her journey of splendor.
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A seed grown in the furthest of oceans,
storming with pain and bitter tears,
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Autumn skies repeated my innocent name
North from the fountains of youth, I was the same
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I came to this world with innocent cries
carrying me home to this giant new place
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Playing
in autumn nights,
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Sitting at windows of endless night
with one-handed blade of glory
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Falling snow still paints my luminescent smile,
floating past horizons lost for a blind while,
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“Forgotten hearts underneath the clouds of wrong,”
the Cherry Blossoms recite their sacred song,
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