Your destiny is
Not resistant to present
Circumstances, man.
O’ Fire Breather,
Inhale your toxins today.
Soon, you shall perish.
Lovers’ minds, riddled
With discontinuities,
Shall hence battle forth
Oh ghost, is it wrong
Of me to forget your name,
To forget your face?
Has a sorcerer
Cast necromancy upon
You, friend? Evil love
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