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Jun 2014
The trees that bear no leaves, and
one single red bird that sits upon the only evergreen tree.
Well this is the kingdom of isolation,
it has a broken Queen.

The only sounds that nobody ever hears are
her silent screams.
The screams of the past she can't let go, oh how they echo.

Well this is the kingdom of isolation, where
the floors are covered in broken glass and crimson snow.
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