To be lambasted by fear and stoked by entropy.
To envisage the sacrilege of a holy pagoda blackened.
To see the benevolent maverick overpowered by tyranny.
To be edaciously reaped of all that is your humanity.
To know that, is to know that too many big words...
... ruin a poem about love.
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