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Graves of the Faultless

My weeping heart has come to a place of broken submission as I surrender any search for peace, having walked within the dark shadows of my own mind and arrived at a point of understanding there shall be no comfort found within the smoldering ash of this once joyful place……. for those lands now lie scorched by fires of hatred and stained by the spilling of innocent blood. The hope of humanity found lifeless and still alongside the graves of the faultless.

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