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Void lies the space Of a heart so lone Like a muse with no tone Played on the silent days. The serpent's tongue on the nectar of life Offers evil paradise The lone soul meet entice To the sultry space of strife. With the shinning sun He no longer shine, In that idle island Where beauty with no leg now run Pride with the swine now dine In the heath of an isolated land.
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