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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the realm of beguiling shadows where illusions paint the sky, The bias for balance is ignored, as reason takes its flight. Disregarding the light of truth, madness steers the moral tales, Woven through repetitive histories, hearts are chained in the prisons of insanity. Divide and conquer, their ancient script, In this illusion of choice, we step on a false stage. Stones are thrown at the poet's fragile glass house, Hypocrisy overshadows common sense, allowing deceit to pass. With pen and sword, deceit weaves its dark attire, Propaganda, a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing entire. In a minefield of twisted visions, obscurity feeds on souls, Nurturing the monsters born from the cries of broken foals. Forgotten are the teachings of shattered hearts, While hope falls, a victim of unspoken words. Oppression and inequity shout loudly in the tears of the privileged, As the waters of decadence spill, unloosing the poet's glass walls. Through the mist of silent nights, hope dares not retreat, Under the weight of a starless sky, it stumbles on weary feet. Yet within the shadowed depths, a truth barely glows, A beacon through the darkness, ever softly it shows. For in the darkest corners, truth leaves an eternal trace, A faint echo, a whispered note, in search of its rightful place. In the heart where illusions crumble, the soul finds sweet release, And the poet’s glass house, though fragile, finds true peace. Mystical winds of destiny, spread your veiled wings, Through twilight realms and silent screams, where the lost heart sings. In a dance of shadows and light, the mystic path reveals, Where the lines of fate intertwine with the soul's forgotten tales.
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