The two towers of fear are against the wall of fire,
The fire swells and roars like water of the waves,
And streams of binary input are conducted in concert,
Like open ways and closed factors that sting onwards.
The towers of scare and fear are futile for their tasks,
Ahead in the life is the tower of strength,
The tower of peace shall always remain,
For the towers of peace shall always define.
The fires of the hosts are stronger than the guesses,
They make each argument from a proposition,
And truth illustrates the real doings of a faithful city,
And being of the highlights is a listed price.
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