Travelling among The embers of Hope I kiss The dream of Peace Goodbye Blackened and Calloused My feet Walk A path Scorched by The torment of Madmen The burnt Landscape is Their delusion made Our reality Their playground is Now Our new Earth. I walk with Memory of A world where Gardens Thrived and Eden […]
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