Tormented vigilance,
Expressionlessly absent of hope amidst the congealing apathy; of compassion lost in hollow fall dreams, Cast behind the hours scorched orchid glass life's calloused shadow of lingering phantom youth pain, Lead violent memory ache away into realms begin luck's most vibrant reach, Where stains of a never arose inhumane Phoenix yesteryear consume the consciousness of a lonely truthful harbinger stand... Tomorrow!
In lieu of our participation in,
Denying a rarity
Honest regret
The gem...!
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