a paradise lost.
Lost in the millenium's fires.
As the fires light up
the night.
Night brings its love
disguised in its
purest form.
form this of fire & ice,
everything nice,
! 492 or no its
2017.
Wow what a bad year this last 16.
A new song brings me
to this place.
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