For whom dies
They rise
Into the skies
Filled with lies
The end sha'n't be neigh
Or shall it?
When the candles are lit
Will it fit?
Just sit
Let's eat
It's all a distraction
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:55 AM UTC
For whom dies
They rise
Into the skies
Filled with lies
The end sha'n't be neigh
Or shall it?
When the candles are lit
Will it fit?
Just sit
Let's eat
It's all a distraction
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