🅿eril dressed in silver sound,
🅰midst the calm, the screams rebound.
🅽othing stays all form decays,
🅳reams ignite in fractured haze.
🅴choes twist through hollow air,
🅼adness hums a sacred prayer.
🅾blivion’s choir begins to hum,
🅽ight and thunder beat the drum.
🅸n chaos’ heart, creation stirs,
🆄nder ashes, a new world blurs.
🅼ortal minds can’t name the fire only feel its silent choir.
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 6:52 AM UTC
🅿eril dressed in silver sound,
🅰midst the calm, the screams rebound.
🅽othing stays all form decays,
🅳reams ignite in fractured haze.
🅴choes twist through hollow air,
🅼adness hums a sacred prayer.
🅾blivion’s choir begins to hum,
🅽ight and thunder beat the drum.
🅸n chaos’ heart, creation stirs,
🆄nder ashes, a new world blurs.
🅼ortal minds can’t name the fire only feel its silent choir.
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