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Mar 2020
monsters caged,
curfews placed on the dead,
no more play.
no more roads to travel miles down,
no smoke,
no more fumes to travel miles down your throat,
your reign has ended.
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mass energy reset,
restoration & balance.
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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   Eli and Mark S
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