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Cycles

cycle.

 

deadlines rewind, time and time again.

insolence killed the jester.

blasphemy killed the king.

disrespect and disregard,

for more such powerful beings

can bring one's end

to a point where no future remains.

the past is a myth and the present, it hangs.

how is it her majesty can call upon others

as if travesty was still just a game?

 

recycle.

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noel-irion
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Mar 13, 2011
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