Week 51
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Tears in the rain, who am but her companion?
The retainer she claimed, my name long been abandoned.
Untamed in my anger, unashamed of my valor,
Understand where I came from, underhand to the power
But every time, ends unto ends without beginnings,
Innocence in the language of rhyme, words of vermilion
The verisimilitude of this simulacrum is lacking
Interlude to the daybreak, eggshell in the cracking
Tesseract, double yolk, doppelgang to the bass cleft
Sunlight, Moonlight, Re-birth, Un-death
Submitted December 21, 2019 at 04:30AM by PaladinBen https://ift.tt/2Sehb3u
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