noble sixA Poem by luvsickkudos if you get the referenceall fighting under the same sky, the deepest rivers flow in silence. all singing into the same goodnight, our fleeting lives succumb to violence. the harshest storms wield the sharpest swords, but what came before yields to no respite. and behind those doors lies what should be mine. so I will rest no more and greet the blackened sky.
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