Consequences of The Gemini
An unorthodox paradox on the dark side of the moon.
A rotating axle spinning the cogwheels of thought.
One pair of arms striking authority,
The other pair holding a cracked shield.
One fights for what they believe is right,
The other fights for what they want.
Belittling each other, pushing the boundaries,
beyond bodily limbs within constant orbit.
A sentinel of the galaxy shifts the four faces of judgment.
The warrior stands tall among their trial.
The decision does not come lightly.
Near the edge of the universe,
A chamber of observers, motionless and silent.
The Consequences of a Gemini.
With the shift of a cogwheel,
A slicing wind cuts down a leg of the warrior.
Forced to kneel,
Pledging allegiance to defiance.
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