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Feb 2020
lead me to the sun,
That will be always
the main symbol of seething
the convincing reason
who I'm bleeding.

let its dark lava pray for us,
to have the blessing for our fuzz,
And don't forget to
care about its volatile rage,
thus you will get the golden page
of wisdom
from the right sage.

hide your justification
within the body of your mystifcation
don't dare to fight the circle of black fire
that will cause your happines
a great ire.
Written by
Blackedpoison  27/F
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