In the days of yore, did we gush down,
the snowy mounts that kissed the cerulean void.
The quiddity of life, hitherto unknown;
brimmed us from within; divine nectar.
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'Tears don't fall, I have no more to spare,
Steep'd though in sorrow may I be
Advance through this darkness I will..'
Fret not, young maiden, for these tears will but fall, whence,
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As I smell the earth so sweet,
in this subterranean sanctum;
images roll betwixt my eyecaps
of my arduous path up hither.
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How random is Life......
Like a gust of wind do people come,
sway us, whisper and move along.
Like a smattering of clouds that race across the skies,
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I stared into the eyes of the hooded silhouette that stood before me,
as he slipped his unsheathed blade deep into my bosom.
It was punishment i knew,
for i had done none but wrong.
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