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The Death that liars die.

I wish there was another land
where death was not the end
where all our destinies were grand
no profit to attend.

Where skies were blue and children stayed
true paragons of grace
untouched by illness' sultry maid;
an earth pit her embrace.

So short is life, this ferret game
of lust and love in vain.
Deception burns with white-hot flame
this transient domain.

Now listen to the ancient song
of those wiser than I
temples honor with silent gong
the Death that liars die.




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Publicerad 2024-09-28 23:27



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Eftersom alla människor behaga 'käfta en smula' med varandra, undrar me of course if parents wish of my luck, should be my ever land of happy wonder or this constructing struck?
2024-10-05
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