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Never more the familiar
My face rivered with sweat
Abounding perculiarity
My floral and earthen bed

Giants slumber for centuries
The mountain longs for their cry
I fight for and against nothing
For nothing is all I have
That could ever bring it back, to me

Perfidy becomes commonplace
Decorum died alone on our path
Reminders on the breath of witless kids
Of the extent that we misplaced our art

See what stands before me
See inadequacy
Listen, the martyrs moan
Naieve, plebian drone

Ire struggles with my ravenous vitriol,
why?

Why did you speak unsought?
Now I've done unspeakable harm

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