like satan's voice from heavenly spheres
calling out that you breath and thrive
somewhere in the same arena
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where the dust and blood battles played
thunderously the eternal's heart and truth
loving enemies and hateful lovers
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drawn together - iron splinters in magnetic flux
broken by the half-life of misdirections
and fractal reflections emerging
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blinded by the clarity that work was required
to gather the whole together once more
before the mirage showed anything but pain sent
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this is powerful. who wrote this? - N
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thank you- ;b
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thanks ;b
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