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False Elected Prophets
A time to think,
a moment to blink,
few drops of ink
stitches severed link
of history.
But when the past
is not to last,
we stare aghast
as fate is cast
to mystery.
Too loathe to hold
the tales of old,
with fates untold...
a moment to blink,
few drops of ink
stitches severed link
of history.
But when the past
is not to last,
we stare aghast
as fate is cast
to mystery.
Too loathe to hold
the tales of old,
with fates untold...
