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Summer of Corruption
In a summer of corruption,
The winds will carry.
The sky will rain crimson
And heaps of flames will swoon
Toward the sky.
Numbers will rise and fall
And rise
And fall.
Water and fire will become one
To stir a chill,
Turn day into night
And heed an early winter.
Make a vow and breathe
Carefully.
The dragon is near.
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