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Old hopes Conversed In hushed tones Or not at all The maddening Clock ticks Inflaming A sense of urgency The pungent suffocating Stench of death Draws closer And surrounds How unsettling it is For the sun to Keep shining Smiles On their faces Do they not see The troubles The shade of ruin Impregnating the skies Bound by limitations And yet all they perceive Are iridescent rainbows   In a world without hue.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
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Old hopes Conversed In hushed tones Or not at all The maddening Clock ticks Inflaming A sense of urgency The pungent suffocating Stench of death Draws closer And surrounds How unsettling it is For the sun to Keep shining Smiles On their faces Do they not see The troubles The shade of ruin Impregnating the skies Bound by limitations And yet all they perceive Are iridescent rainbows   In a world without hue.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
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