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Aciduos Thoughts
The legendry shrine
filled with Brine,
the chilly winds
the shrills of time
The cracked moon and the deceptive shooting star,
The violent cold war at par
The wish granted with pale desire
The war thus killed the fire
The purple haze in the morning face
The red sight in afternoons mace
Lives the dark thought at dawn
Witness the nightmare, no longer a sleep’s pawn