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Jasper bateman Nov 2018
I run through the darkened street;
Darker than the night;
and look in every face I meet,
and I wonder how they see the light,

I run across a square of tyranny;
I run though  markets full  of evil blight;
I run and see victims of dark villainy,
and I wonder how they see the light,

Darkness, evil, bane and upheaval;
A symphony of errors;
Rule of anarchy, rule of evil;
Kings killed by night-time terrors,

So come and visit - come and see;
This horrible entertaining darkening plight;
Come in all your intrepidity,
and I will wonder how you see the light.

— The End —