Sanctum Of Thought
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The moon looks to be shining brightly right now.
Our lives are shown to us in a short, quick show.
There is no one else to blame but us for our flaws.
It contrasts admirably with the way the wind blow.
We can refer back to the flag by raising the billow.
It's inconvenient to be forced to limit one's view.
The most tragic loss is our way of thinking.
In a state of confusion, no one is striking.
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