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Ishmyre of the Inferiors
Poems
Mar 2012
Dogs Barking
My Dear,
We know!
Your perfect cover is blown
I fear,
you'll go and teach the angered souls
My Dear,
I've grown!
I've been bent and whipped into a son of Rome
Am I clear?
Do you know? Your aura penetrates my soul
Just a human controlled by the fear
We will not always be here
One more forgotten mistake
The insanity of history remains
My Dear,
Let's go!
I'll hold your hand, so come on
You steer, I'll row
Eventually, we will get home,
My dear
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Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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