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The Blood of Time
My curse flys with the vulture
who has never learned to die
My blood runs in the water
that reflects the bleeding sky
My soul hides in the shadows
that dance with fire
Forever
Forever leaving footprints in the sand
that lead to the moon
Or Armageddon
Footprints of fatigue
putrid with deception
or fleeting hope...
proud in the exhausted moonlight
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