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Why forgive?
They'll just do it again.
Why forgive?
Questioned Doubt.
They don't deserve it.
We should punish them.
Destroy!
Suggested ..
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Void.
Oblivion.
Absolute nothingness.
The birthplace of the gods,
And home to their
Secrets.
Guarded by beasts,
Monsters and demons
C..
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The moon of daylight,
Showing as the sky fire
Burns.
It is a dark sun,
Stealing the glory of
Light.
Ominous,
Yet beautiful.
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She reaches out,
Her hand extended to the
Crowd.
To a thousand people,
And the world.
Love on her fingertips,
Rejected in silence and in scr..
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The dream.
The dream is so much like
Life.
I often question:
Does the strange logic
Of this aether
Distort reality,
Or create it?
Further;
..
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Crescent moon on high,
Looking down at the world true.
She sees the city stars.
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You can feel it,
Up here.
That tinge of
Freedom.
The sensation of
Weightlessness.
Almost like,
Flying.
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Creation,
Is a difficult process.
It is the act of making
Something from what is
Essentially,
Nothing.
It's taking the world
In to your h..
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Let your flag fly!
Wear your badge proudly!
Do so without hesitation,
Do so with courage!
Don't let the fear
Control your loyalties or
Morali..
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Dread.
Dread and despair.
Both set in.
Eventually,
In due time.
Nothing is as it should be.
Nothing is right.
Nothing is perfect.
Nothing...
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