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Neither Encode Nor Decode a Discord

Wars in my mind Rain strains and pains of a cruel kind In circumstances I suspect Tear promised prospects in every respect. Wars in my heart Tear my trust system apart When blues bathe my trust In seas and rivers of russet rust in a crimson crust. Wars in my society Signify sorrow sown by loss of piety Bathed in wintry waters Diffused and contused in my quivering quarters. Wars in my morals Defy etiquette stuck on mortals Whose desires diversify and crucify moral codes Society neither encodes nor decodes.

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